³² But now, please forgive their sin^(A)—but if not, then blot me^(B) out of the book^(C) you have written.”

⁴ The king covered his face and cried aloud, “O my son Absalom! O Absalom, my son, my son!”

³ For I could wish that I myself^(A) were cursed^(B) and cut off from Christ for the sake of my people,^(C) those of my own race,^(D)