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So the happiness of winning the battle that day was changed to sorrow for all the people. For they heard that day, “The king is filled with sorrow for his son.” So the people were quiet as they went in secret into the city that day. They acted like people who are ashamed when they run away from a battle. The king covered his face and cried out with a loud voice, “O my son Absalom, O Absalom, my son, my son!”

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And the victory that day was turned into mourning unto all the people: for the people heard say that day how the king was grieved for his son.

And the people gat them by stealth that day into the city, as people being ashamed steal away when they flee in battle.

But the king covered his face, and the king cried with a loud voice, O my son Absalom, O Absalom, my son, my son!

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