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20 She arose at midnight, and took my son from beside me, while your servant slept, and laid it in her bosom, and laid her dead child in my bosom. 21 When I rose in the morning to nurse my child, behold, it was dead; but when I had looked at it in the morning, behold, it was not my son, whom I bore.”

22 The other woman said, “No; but the living one is my son, and the dead one is your son.”

The first one said, “No; but the dead one is your son, and the living one is my son.” They argued like this before the king.

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