<p class="poetry">I will say to the north, &#8216;Hand them over!&#8217;p> <p class="poetry">and to the south, &#8216;Don&#8217;t hold any back!&#8217;p> <p class="poetry">Bring my sons from distant lands,p> <p class="poetry">and my daughters from the remote regions of the earth,p>

<p class="poetry">&#8220;Bring a plan, make a decision!<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">Provide some shade in the middle of the day!<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">Hide the fugitives! Do not betray<n id="3" /> the one who tries to escape!p>

<p class="bodytext">Then Amnon said to Tamar, &#8220;Bring the cakes into the bedroom; then I will eat from your hand.&#8221; So Tamar took the cakes that she had prepared and brought them to her brother Amnon in the bedroom.