A nd the king trembleth, and goeth up on the upper chamber of the gate, and weepeth, and thus he hath said in his going, `My son! Absalom my son; my son Absalom; oh that I had died for thee, Absalom, my son, my son.'
Vua rất cảm thương, bèn lên lầu cửa thành và khóc. Người vừa đi vừa nói rằng: O
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