13 And David saith to him, 'Whose 'art' thou? and whence 'art' thou?' And he saith, 'An Egyptian youth I 'am', servant to a man, an Amalekite, and my lord forsaketh me, for I have been sick three days,
14 we pushed 'to' the south of the Cherethite, and against that which 'is' to Judah, and against the south of Caleb, and Ziklag we burned with fire.'
15 And David saith unto him, 'Dost thou bring me down unto this troop?' and he saith, 'Swear to me by God -- thou dost not put me to death, nor dost thou shut me up into the hand of my lord -- and I bring thee down unto this troop.'
16 And he bringeth him down, and lo, they are spread out over the face of all the earth, eating, and drinking, and feasting, with all the great spoil which they have taken out of the land of the Philistines, and out of the land of Judah.
17 And David smiteth them from the twilight even unto the evening of the morrow, and there hath not escaped of them a man, except four hundred young men who have ridden on the camels, and are fled.
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