The Holy Bible – Knox Translation
The Book of Esther
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Chapter 15
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… So he bade her claim audience with the king, and intercede for her people and for her country.
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Remember, said he, the days of thy humbler fortunes, and how it was my care nurtured thee. Now thou art matched against Aman, that is next to the king’s person; he pleads for our overthrow, and it is thine to plead for our preservation.
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Ask aid of the Lord, and seek the king’s audience ….



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When the third day came, she laid aside the garb of prayer, and put on all her fine array,
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queenly robes that dazzled the eye. One prayer she offered to the God who alone rules, alone can save; then bade two of her waiting-maids bear her company.
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On one she leant, as though her dainty form must needs be supported;
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the other followed her mistress as train-bearer.
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Alluring beauty of flushed cheek and shining eye hid a heart grief-stricken, a heart chilled with an overwhelming fear.
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Door after door she passed, till she reached the king’s presence, where he sat on his royal throne, royally clad, amid a glitter of gold and jewels; terrible of mien.
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No sooner had he looked up, his fiery glance betraying his angry humour, than the queen swooned away; white went her cheeks, as she leaned her head, fainting, on the maid that stood by.

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And now God changed the king’s mood all at once to mildness; he started from his throne in trembling haste, and was fain to hold her in his arms till she came to herself; and still with soothing words he reassured her:
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Esther, what is amiss with thee? Were I thy own brother, thou hadst not less cause to fear.
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Thy life is safe; to others the law forbids entry, never to thee;
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thou hast but to come near, and touch my sceptre.
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And with that, for she was voiceless still, he raised his golden sceptre and touched her neck with it; then kissed her, and asked, What, hast thou no word for me?
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My lord, she said, the sight of thee overawed me, as if I had seen one of God’s angels; such reverence does thy majesty inspire.
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For indeed, my lord, there is nothing about thee but must be admired, nothing in thy looks but is gracious.
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Even as she spoke, once again her strength failed her; and she was near to fainting;
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the king was all anxiety, and his courtiers must needs come about him, seeking to allay her fears.