King James Version2 Samuel4

2 Samuel

1 And when Saul's son heard that Ab­n­er was dead in He­bron, his hands were fee­ble, and all the Is­raelites were trou­bled. 2 And Saul's son had two men that were cap­tains of bands: the name of the one was Baanah, and the name of the oth­er Rechab, the sons of Rim­mon a Beeroth­ite, of the chil­dren of Ben­jamin: (for Beeroth also was reck­oned to Ben­jamin: 3 And the Beeroth­ites fled to Git­taim, and were so­journ­ers there un­til this day.) 4 And Jonathan, Saul's son, had a son that was lame of his feet. He was five years old when the tid­ings came of Saul and Jonathan out of Jezreel, and his nurse took him up, and fled: and it came to pass, as she made haste to flee, that he fell, and be­came lame. And his name was Mephi­bosheth. 5 And the sons of Rim­mon the Beeroth­ite, Rechab and Baanah, went, and came about the heat of the day to the house of Ish­bosheth, who lay on a bed at noon. 6 And they came thith­er into the midst of the house, as though they would have fetched wheat; and they smote him un­der the fifth rib: and Rechab and Baanah his broth­er es­caped. 7 For when they came into the house, he lay on his bed in his bed­cham­ber, and they smote him, and slew him, and be­head­ed him, and took his head, and gat them away through the plain all night. 8 And they brought the head of Ish­bosheth unto David to He­bron, and said to the king, Be­hold the head of Ish­bosheth the son of Saul thine en­e­my, which sought thy life; and the LORD hath avenged my lord the king this day of Saul, and of his seed. 9 And David an­swered Rechab and Baanah his broth­er, the sons of Rim­mon the Beeroth­ite, and said unto them, As the LORD liveth, who hath re­deemed my soul out of all ad­ver­si­ty, 10 When one told me, say­ing, Be­hold, Saul is dead, think­ing to have brought good tid­ings, I took hold of him, and slew him in Zik­lag, who thought that I would have giv­en him a re­ward for his tid­ings: 11 How much more, when wicked men have slain a righ­teous per­son in his own house upon his bed? shall I not there­fore now re­quire his blood of your hand, and take you away from the earth? 12 And David com­mand­ed his young men, and they slew them, and cut off their hands and their feet, and hanged them up over the pool in He­bron. But they took the head of Ish­bosheth, and buried it in the sepul­chre of Ab­n­er in He­bron.