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1 And it came to pass af­ter this, that Ab­sa­lom the son of David had a fair sis­ter, whose name was Tamar; and Am­non the son of David loved her. 2 And Am­non was so vexed, that he fell sick for his sis­ter Tamar; for she was a vir­gin; and Am­non thought it hard for him to do any thing to her. 3 But Am­non had a friend, whose name was Jon­adab, the son of Shimeah David's broth­er: and Jon­adab was a very sub­til man. 4 And he said unto him, Why art thou, being the king's son, lean from day to day? wilt thou not tell me? And Am­non said unto him, I love Tamar, my broth­er Absalom's sis­ter. 5 And Jon­adab said unto him, Lay thee down on thy bed, and make thy­self sick: and when thy fa­ther cometh to see thee, say unto him, I pray thee, let my sis­ter Tamar come, and give me meat, and dress the meat in my sight, that I may see it, and eat it at her hand. 6 So Am­non lay down, and made him­self sick: and when the king was come to see him, Am­non said unto the king, I pray thee, let Tamar my sis­ter come, and make me a cou­ple of cakes in my sight, that I may eat at her hand. 7 Then David sent home to Tamar, say­ing, Go now to thy broth­er Amnon's house, and dress him meat. 8 So Tamar went to her broth­er Amnon's house; and he was laid down. And she took flour, and knead­ed it, and made cakes in his sight, and did bake the cakes. 9 And she took a pan, and poured them out be­fore him; but he re­fused to eat. And Am­non said, Have out all men from me. And they went out ev­ery man from him. 10 And Am­non said unto Tamar, Bring the meat into the cham­ber, that I may eat of thine hand. And Tamar took the cakes which she had made, and brought them into the cham­ber to Am­non her broth­er. 11 And when she had brought them unto him to eat, he took hold of her, and said unto her, Come lie with me, my sis­ter. 12 And she an­swered him, Nay, my broth­er, do not force me; for no such thing ought to be done in Is­rael: do not thou this fol­ly. 13 And I, whith­er shall I cause my shame to go? and as for thee, thou shalt be as one of the fools in Is­rael. Now there­fore, I pray thee, speak unto the king; for he will not with­hold me from thee. 14 How­beit he would not hear­ken unto her voice: but, be­ing stronger than she, forced her, and lay with her. 15 Then Am­non hat­ed her ex­ceed­ing­ly; so that the ha­tred where­with he hat­ed her was greater than the love where­with he had loved her. And Am­non said unto her, Arise, be gone. 16 And she said unto him, There is no cause: this evil in send­ing me away is greater than the oth­er that thou didst unto me. But he would not hear­ken unto her. 17 Then he called his ser­vant that min­is­tered unto him, and said, Put now this woman out from me, and bolt the door af­ter her. 18 And she had a gar­ment of divers colours upon her: for with such robes were the king's daugh­ters that were vir­gins ap­par­elled. Then his ser­vant brought her out, and bolt­ed the door af­ter her. 19 And Tamar put ash­es on her head, and rent her gar­ment of divers colours that was on her, and laid her hand on her head, and went on cry­ing. 20 And Ab­sa­lom her broth­er said unto her, Hath Am­non thy broth­er been with thee? but hold now thy peace, my sis­ter: he is thy broth­er; re­gard not this thing. So Tamar re­mained des­o­late in her broth­er Absalom's house. 21 But when king David heard of all these things, he was very wroth. 22 And Ab­sa­lom spake unto his broth­er Am­non nei­ther good nor bad: for Ab­sa­lom hat­ed Am­non, be­cause he had forced his sis­ter Tamar. 23 And it came to pass af­ter two full years, that Ab­sa­lom had sheepshear­ers in Baal­ha­zor, which is be­side Ephraim: and Ab­sa­lom in­vit­ed all the king's sons. 24 And Ab­sa­lom came to the king, and said, Be­hold now, thy ser­vant hath sheepshear­ers; let the king, I be­seech thee, and his ser­vants go with thy ser­vant. 25 And the king said to Ab­sa­lom, Nay, my son, let us not all now go, lest we be charge­able unto thee. And he pressed him: how­beit he would not go, but blessed him. 26 Then said Ab­sa­lom, If not, I pray thee, let my broth­er Am­non go with us. And the king said unto him, Why should he go with thee? 27 But Ab­sa­lom pressed him, that he let Am­non and all the king's sons go with him. 28 Now Ab­sa­lom had com­mand­ed his ser­vants, say­ing, Mark ye now when Amnon's heart is mer­ry with wine, and when I say unto you, Smite Am­non; then kill him, fear not: have not I com­mand­ed you? be coura­geous, and be valiant. 29 And the ser­vants of Ab­sa­lom did unto Am­non as Ab­sa­lom had com­mand­ed. Then all the king's sons arose, and ev­ery man gat him up upon his mule, and fled. 30 And it came to pass, while they were in the way, that tid­ings came to David, say­ing, Ab­sa­lom hath slain all the king's sons, and there is not one of them left. 31 Then the king arose, and tare his gar­ments, and lay on the earth; and all his ser­vants stood by with their clothes rent. 32 And Jon­adab, the son of Shimeah David's broth­er, an­swered and said, Let not my lord sup­pose that they have slain all the young men the king's sons; for Am­non only is dead: for by the ap­point­ment of Ab­sa­lom this hath been de­ter­mined from the day that he forced his sis­ter Tamar. 33 Now there­fore let not my lord the king take the thing to his heart, to think that all the king's sons are dead: for Am­non only is dead. 34 But Ab­sa­lom fled. And the young man that kept the watch lift­ed up his eyes, and looked, and, be­hold, there came much peo­ple by the way of the hill side be­hind him. 35 And Jon­adab said unto the king, Be­hold, the king's sons come: as thy ser­vant said, so it is. 36 And it came to pass, as soon as he had made an end of speak­ing, that, be­hold, the king's sons came, and lift­ed up their voice and wept: and the king also and all his ser­vants wept very sore. 37 But Ab­sa­lom fled, and went to Tal­mai, the son of Am­mi­hud, king of Geshur. And David mourned for his son ev­ery day. 38 So Ab­sa­lom fled, and went to Geshur, and was there three years. 39 And the soul of king David longed to go forth unto Ab­sa­lom: for he was com­fort­ed con­cern­ing Am­non, see­ing he was dead.