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And the kynge sayde vnto Barsillai: Thou shalt go ouer with me, I wyll take care for the wt myne awne selfe at Ierusalem.

The kynge sayde: Chimeam shal go ouer with me, and I wyll do for him what liketh the: and what so euer thou desyrest of me, that wyll I do for the also.

Whan Dauid came home to Ierusalem, he toke the ten concubynes ( whom he had lefte to kepe the house) and put them in a holde to be kepte, and made prouysion for them: but he laye not with them, and so were they shut vp vnto their death, and lyued wedowes.

And Dauid sayde vnto Abisai: Now shall Seba the sonne of Bichri do vs more harme then Absalom. Take thou yi lordes seruauntes, and folowe vpon him, yt he fynde not some stroge cities for him, and so escape out of oure sighte.

But whan they were by the greate stone at Gibeon, Amasa came before them. As for Ioab, he was gyrded aboue his garment which he had on, and vpon it he had a swerde gyrded, which hanged by his thye in the sheeth, and wente easely out and in, and fell fro him.

As for Amasa, he laye rolled in the bloude in ye myddes of the strete. But wha one sawe that all the people stode there still, he remoued Amasa from the strete vnto the felde, and cast a clothe vpon him, for so moch as he sawe, that who so euer came by him, stode styll.

Then the kynge caused for to call the Gibeonites, and spake vnto them. (As for the Gibeonites, they were not of ye children of Israel, but a remnaunt of the Amorites: howbeit the children of Israel had sworne vnto the, and Saul soughte for to smyte them in his gelousy, for the childre of Israel and Iuda.)

The Gibeonites sayde vnto him: It is not for golde and syluer that we haue to do wt Saul and his house, nether haue we oughte to do for to slaye eny ma in Israel. He sayde: What saye ye then, that I shal do vnto you?

For the sorowes of death copased me, and the brokes of Belial made me afrayed.

He delyuered me fro my stronge enemye, from them that hated me, for they were to mightie for me.

For I haue kepte ye waye of the LORDE, & haue not bene vngodly agaynst my God.

For I haue an eye vnto all his lawes, and haue not put his ordinaunces fro me.

For thou shalt saue the poore oppressed people, and shalt set thine eyes agaynst the proude to brynge them downe.

For thou O LORDE art my lanterne. The LORDE shal lighte my darknesse.

For in ye I shal discofite an hoost of men, & in my God I shal leape ouer the wall.

The waye of God is perfecte: ye wordes of the LORDE are tryed in the fyre: he is a shylde for all the that put their trust in him.

For where is there a God, excepte ye LORDE? Or who hath eny strength without oure God?

God hath stregthed me with power, and made playne a perfecte waye for me.

For this cause wyl I geue thankes vnto the amonge the Heythen, and synge prayses vnto thy name.

Which doth greate health for his kynge, & sheweth mercy vnto Dauid his anoynted, and to his sede for euermore.