28. For there was no one in all the house of my father who were not doomed to death before my lord the king, but you set your servant among those who eat at your table. Do I have any righteousness any longer except to cry out to the king?”
29. Then the king said to him, “Why should you speak any more about the matter? I have decided: you and Ziba shall divide the land.”
30. Then Mephibosheth said to the king, “Let him take the whole thing, since my lord the king has come safely to his house.”
31. Then Barzillai the Gileadite came down from Rogelim and crossed with the king over the Jordan to escort him through the Jordan.
32. Now Barzillai was very old, eighty years old. Now he had provided the king with food while he was staying at Mahanaim, for he was a very wealthy man.
33. The king said to Barzillai, “You cross over with me, and I will provide for you to dwell with me in Jerusalem.”
34. Then Barzillai said to the king, “What are the days of the years of my life, that I should go with the king to Jerusalem?
35. I am eighty years old today. Can I discern between good and bad? Or can your servant taste what I eat or what I drink? Or can I still hear the voice of singing men and women? Why should your servant be a burden any longer to my lord the king?