2 Samuel 18

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33Le roi, bouleversé, monta dans la chambre au-dessus de la porte et pleura. En marchant, il disait : « Mon fils Absalom ! Mon fils, mon fils Absalom ! Que ne suis-je mort à ta place ! Absalom, mon fils, mon fils ! »

Reina-Valera 1909

33Entonces el rey se turbó, y subióse á 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!

King James Version

33And 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!

World English Bible

33The king was much moved, and went up to the room over the gate and wept. As he went, he said, “My son Absalom! My son, my son Absalom! I wish I had died instead of you, Absalom, my son, my son!”

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