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Meanwhile the king covered his face and cried out in a loud voice, “My son Absalom! Absalom! My son, my son!”(A)

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[a]For this I will lament and wail,
    go barefoot and naked;
I will utter lamentation like the jackals,
    mourning like the ostriches,(A)

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Footnotes

  1. 1:8–16 The prophet laments and wails, singing a funeral song or dirge over the city of Jerusalem. Finally (1:16) he calls upon the people of Jerusalem to join in the mourning.