Coverdale(i)
26 And whan the kynge of Israel wente vnto the wall, a woman cried vnto him and sayde: Helpe me my lorde O kynge.
27 He sayde: Yf the LORDE helpe the not, wherwith shal I helpe the? with ye barne or with the wyne presse?
28 And the kynge sayde vnto her: What ayleth ye? She sayde: This woman sayde vnto me: Geue vs yi sonne, that we maye eate him, tomorow wyll we eate my sonne.