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1 And the sons of the prophets said unto El­isha, Be­hold now, the place where we dwell with thee is too strait for us. 2 Let us go, we pray thee, unto Jor­dan, and take thence ev­ery man a beam, and let us make us a place there, where we may dwell. And he an­swered, Go ye. 3 And one said, Be con­tent, I pray thee, and go with thy ser­vants. And he an­swered, I will go. 4 So he went with them. And when they came to Jor­dan, they cut down wood. 5 But as one was felling a beam, the axe head fell into the wa­ter: and he cried, and said, Alas, mas­ter! for it was bor­rowed. 6 And the man of God said, Where fell it? And he shewed him the place. And he cut down a stick, and cast it in thith­er; and the iron did swim. 7 There­fore said he, Take it up to thee. And he put out his hand, and took it. 8 Then the king of Syr­ia warred against Is­rael, and took coun­sel with his ser­vants, say­ing, In such and such a place shall be my camp. 9 And the man of God sent unto the king of Is­rael, say­ing, Be­ware that thou pass not such a place; for thith­er the Syr­i­ans are come down. 10 And the king of Is­rael sent to the place which the man of God told him and warned him of, and saved him­self there, not once nor twice. 11 There­fore the heart of the king of Syr­ia was sore trou­bled for this thing; and he called his ser­vants, and said unto them, Will ye not shew me which of us is for the king of Is­rael? 12 And one of his ser­vants said, None, my lord, O king: but El­isha, the prophet that is in Is­rael, tel­leth the king of Is­rael the words that thou speak­est in thy bed­cham­ber. 13 And he said, Go and spy where he is, that I may send and fetch him. And it was told him, say­ing, Be­hold, he is in Dothan. 14 There­fore sent he thith­er hors­es, and char­i­ots, and a great host: and they came by night, and com­passed the city about. 15 And when the ser­vant of the man of God was risen ear­ly, and gone forth, be­hold, an host com­passed the city both with hors­es and char­i­ots. And his ser­vant said unto him, Alas, my mas­ter! how shall we do? 16 And he an­swered, Fear not: for they that be with us are more than they that be with them. 17 And El­isha prayed, and said, LORD, I pray thee, open his eyes, that he may see. And the LORD opened the eyes of the young man; and he saw: and, be­hold, the moun­tain was full of hors­es and char­i­ots of fire round about El­isha. 18 And when they came down to him, El­isha prayed unto the LORD, and said, Smite this peo­ple, I pray thee, with blind­ness. And he smote them with blind­ness ac­cord­ing to the word of El­isha. 19 And El­isha said unto them, This is not the way, nei­ther is this the city: fol­low me, and I will bring you to the man whom ye seek. But he led them to Samaria. 20 And it came to pass, when they were come into Samaria, that El­isha said, LORD, open the eyes of these men, that they may see. And the LORD opened their eyes, and they saw; and, be­hold, they were in the midst of Samaria. 21 And the king of Is­rael said unto El­isha, when he saw them, My fa­ther, shall I smite them? shall I smite them? 22 And he an­swered, Thou shalt not smite them: wouldest thou smite those whom thou hast tak­en cap­tive with thy sword and with thy bow? set bread and wa­ter be­fore them, that they may eat and drink, and go to their mas­ter. 23 And he pre­pared great pro­vi­sion for them: and when they had eat­en and drunk, he sent them away, and they went to their mas­ter. So the bands of Syr­ia came no more into the land of Is­rael. 24 And it came to pass af­ter this, that Ben­hadad king of Syr­ia gath­ered all his host, and went up, and be­sieged Samaria. 25 And there was a great famine in Samaria: and, be­hold, they be­sieged it, un­til an ass's head was sold for fourscore pieces of sil­ver, and the fourth part of a cab of dove's dung for five pieces of sil­ver. 26 And as the king of Is­rael was pass­ing by upon the wall, there cried a wom­an unto him, say­ing, Help, my lord, O king. 27 And he said, If the LORD do not help thee, whence shall I help thee? out of the barn­floor, or out of the wine­press? 28 And the king said unto her, What aileth thee? And she an­swered, This wom­an said unto me, Give thy son, that we may eat him to day, and we will eat my son to mor­row. 29 So we boiled my son, and did eat him: and I said unto her on the next day, Give thy son, that we may eat him: and she hath hid her son. 30 And it came to pass, when the king heard the words of the wom­an, that he rent his clothes; and he passed by upon the wall, and the peo­ple looked, and, be­hold, he had sack­cloth with­in upon his flesh. 31 Then he said, God do so and more also to me, if the head of El­isha the son of Shaphat shall stand on him this day. 32 But El­isha sat in his house, and the el­ders sat with him; and the king sent a man from be­fore him: but ere the mes­sen­ger came to him, he said to the el­ders, See ye how this son of a mur­der­er hath sent to take away mine head? look, when the mes­sen­ger cometh, shut the door, and hold him fast at the door: is not the sound of his master's feet be­hind him? 33 And while he yet talked with them, be­hold, the mes­sen­ger came down unto him: and he said, Be­hold, this evil is of the LORD; what should I wait for the LORD any longer?