³⁵ All day long the battle continued. The king kept himself standing up by leaning against the inside of his chariot. He kept his face toward the men of Aram. The blood from his wound ran down onto the floor of the chariot. That evening he died. ³⁶ As the sun was setting, a cry spread through the army. “Every man must go to his own town!” they said. “Every man must go to his own land!”

³⁷ So the king died. He was brought to Samaria. They buried him there.