32. The king asked the Cushite, “Is young Absalom all right?”The Cushite answered, “May your enemies be like that young man. May all who come to hurt you be like that young man!”
33. Then the king knew Absalom was dead. He was very upset. He went to the room over the city gate and cried. As he went, he cried out, “My son Absalom, my son Absalom! I wish I had died for you. Absalom, my son, my son!”