And his servants said unto him, Behold now, we have heard that the kings of the house of Israel are merciful kings: let us, we pray thee, put sackcloth on our loins, and ropes upon our heads, and go out to the king of Israel: peradventure he will save thy life.
Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? Was not my soul grieved for the needy?
The Lord giveth the word: The women that publish the tidings are a great host.
Kings of armies flee, they flee; And she that tarrieth at home divideth the spoil.
And if the house be worthy, let your peace come upon it: but if it be not worthy, let your peace return to you.
And if a son of peace be there, your peace shall rest upon him: but if not, it shall turn to you again.
Rejoice with them that rejoice; weep with them that weep.