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David: 32 But what about young Absalom?

Cushite: May all your enemies and all those who wish the king harm be as that young man is now!

33 Then the king was stricken with grief. He went to a chamber over the gateway and wept as he went.

David: O my son Absalom! My son, my son Absalom! If only I had died instead of you, Absalom, my son, my son!

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