The Tekoan woman said to the king, “My lord the king, let any blame fall on me and on the house of my father. But let the king and his throne be innocent!”

The king said to Ziba, “Everything that was Mephibosheth’s now belongs to you.” Ziba replied, “I bow before you. May I find favor in your sight, my lord the king.”

Then the Cushite arrived and said, “May my lord the king now receive the good news! The Lord has vindicated you today and delivered you from the hand of all who have rebelled against you!”

But my servant has slandered me to my lord the king. But my lord the king is like an angel of God. Do whatever seems appropriate to you.

Mephibosheth said to the king, “Let him have the whole thing! My lord the king has returned safely to his house!”

Araunah told David, “My lord the king may take whatever he wishes and offer it. Look! Here are oxen for burnt offerings, and threshing sledges and harnesses for wood.

She replied to him, “My master, you swore an oath to your servant by the Lord your God, ‘Solomon your son will be king after me and he will sit on my throne.’

Nathan said, “My master, O king, did you announce, ‘Adonijah will be king after me; he will sit on my throne’?

Bathsheba bowed down to the king with her face to the floor and said, “May my master, King David, live forever!”

Benaiah son of Jehoiada responded to the king: “So be it! May the Lord God of my master the king confirm it!

Shimei said to the king, “My master the king’s proposal is acceptable. Your servant will do as you say.” So Shimei lived in Jerusalem for a long time.

One of the women said, “My master, this woman and I live in the same house. I had a baby while she was with me in the house.

As Obadiah was traveling along, Elijah met him. When he recognized him, he fell facedown to the ground and said, “Is it really you, my master, Elijah?”

The men of the city said to Elisha, “Look, the city has a good location, as our master can see. But the water is bad and the land doesn’t produce crops.”

He said, “About this time next year you will be holding a son.” She said, “No, my master! O prophet, do not lie to your servant!”

She told her mistress, “If only my master were in the presence of the prophet who is in Samaria! Then he would cure him of his skin disease.”

As one of them was felling a log, the ax head dropped into the water. He shouted, “Oh no, my master! It was borrowed!”

While the king of Israel was passing by on the city wall, a woman shouted to him, “Help us, my master, O king!”

Now make a deal with my master the king of Assyria, and I will give you two thousand horses, provided you can find enough riders for them.

Certainly you will not refuse one of my master’s minor officials and trust in Egypt for chariots and horsemen.