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 God I had died for thee, O Absalom, my son, my son!
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Verse 33 is found in chapter 18 of 2 Samuel. When David receives the news, he first thanks God for the victory, but upon understanding that Absalom has died, he is devastated. His lament expresses a father’s love that does not disappear because of his son’s rebellion. David wishes he had died instead of Absalom. The scene concentrates the tragedy of his reign: the king has preserved the throne, but the military victory comes with a personal loss that reveals the human cost of rebellion within his own house.
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Entonces el rey se turbó, y subiose a la sala de la puerta, y lloró; y yendo, decía así: ¡Hijo mío Absalom, hijo mío, hijo mío Absalom! ¡Quién me diera que muriera yo en lugar de ti, Absalom, hijo mío, hijo mío!
El rey se estremeció, subió al aposento que había sobre la puerta y lloró. Mientras subía decía: «¡Hijo mío Absalón! ¡Hijo mío, hijo mío Absalón! ¡Quién me diera haber muerto yo en tu lugar! ¡Absalón, hijo mío, hijo mío!».
Alors le roi, saisi d'émotion, monta dans la chambre au-dessus de la porte et pleura. Il disait en marchant: Mon fils Absalom! mon fils, mon fils Absalom! Que ne suis-je mort à ta place! Absalom, mon fils, mon fils!
Allora il re si conturbò, e salì nella sala della porta, e pianse; e, mentre andava, diceva così: Figliuol mio Absalom! figliuol mio, figliuol mio Absalom! oh! fossi io pur morto in luogo tuo, figliuol mio Absalom, figliuol mio!
Então o rei se perturbou, e subiu à sala que estava por cima da porta, e chorou; e andando, dizia assim: Meu filho Absalão, meu filho, meu filho, Absalão! Quem me dera que eu morrera por ti, Absalão, meu filho, meu filho!
王戰抖,就上城門的樓房去痛哭,一面走一面說:「我兒 押沙龍 啊!我兒,我兒 押沙龍 啊!我恨不得替你死, 押沙龍 啊,我兒!我兒!」
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