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