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,

¹³ If I despise the cause of my man-servant, And of my handmaid, In their contending with me,

¹⁴ Then what do I do when God ariseth? And when He doth inspect, What do I answer Him?

¹⁵ Did not He that made me in the womb make him? Yea, prepare us in the womb doth One.

¹⁰ The righteous knoweth the life of his beast, And the mercies of the wicked `are' cruel.

¹³ for the judgment without kindness `is' to him not having done kindness, and exult doth kindness over judgment.