Kongen ble dypt beveget, gikk opp til kammeret over porten og gråt. Som han gikk, sa han, Min sønn Absalom, min sønn, min sønn Absalom! Hadde jeg bare dødd i ditt sted, Absalom, min sønn, min sønn!
And the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wept: and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom! would I had died for thee, O Absalom, my son, my son!