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33 And a certain man drew a bow at random, and smote the king of Israel between the joints of the armor. Therefore he said to his chariot man, “Turn thine hand, that thou mayest carry me out of the host, for I am wounded.”

34 And the battle increased that day. Nonetheless the king of Israel propped himself up in his chariot against the Syrians until the evening. And about the time of the sun going down he died.

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