4 The king pcovered his face, and the king cried with a loud voice, q“O my son Absalom, O Absalom, my son, my son!”
12 Then Mordecai returned to the king’s gate. But Haman hurried to his house, mourning zand with his head covered.
3 Her nobles send their servants for water;
they come to the cisterns;
they find no water;
they return with their vessels empty;
they are cashamed and confounded
and dcover their heads.
4 Because of the ground that is dismayed,
since there is eno rain on the land,
the farmers are ashamed;
they cover their heads.
