Add parallel Print Page Options

So the troops entered into the city stealthily that day, like troops who are ashamed after running away in battle.

The king covered his face and cried with a loud voice, “My son Absalom, O Absalom, my son, my son!”

Then Joab came into the house to the king and said, “Today you have humiliated all your servants—who this day have saved your life, the lives of your sons and daughters, and the lives of your wives and the lives of your concubines—

Read full chapter