So they yelled louder and, in accordance with their prescribed ritual,<n id="1" /> mutilated themselves with swords and spears until their bodies were covered with blood.<n id="2" />

While the battle raged throughout the day, the king stood propped up in his chariot opposite the Syrians. He died in the evening; the blood from the wound ran down into the bottom of the chariot.

Say to him, &#8216;This is what the <sc>Lordsc> says: &#8220;Haven&#8217;t you committed murder and taken possession of the property of the deceased?&#8221;&#8217; Then say to him, &#8216;This is what the <sc>Lordsc> says: &#8220;In the spot where dogs licked up Naboth&#8217;s blood they will also lick up your blood &#8211; yes, yours!&#8221;&#8217;&#8221;p>