[1] And it was told Joab, Behold, the king weepeth and mourneth for Absalom. [2] And the victory that day was turned into mourning unto all the people: heard say that day how the king was grieved for his son. [3] And the people gat them by stealth that day into the city, as people being ashamed steal away when they flee in battle. [4] But the king covered his face, and the king cried with a loud voice, O my son Absalom, my son,