¹⁷ And the king goeth out, and all the people at his feet, and they stand still at the farthest off house.

¹ A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.

² Many are saying of my soul, `There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.

¹² Thou hast caused man to ride at our head. We have entered into fire and into water, And Thou bringest us out to a watered place.

⁷ I have seen servants on horses, And princes walking as servants on the earth.