³ And the people stole away that day into the city, as people steal away when ashamed of fleeing in battle.

⁴ And the king covered his face, and the king cried with a loud voice, My son Absalom! Absalom, my son, my son!

⁵ And Joab came into the house to the king, and said, Thou hast put to shame this day the faces of all thy servants who have this day saved thy life, and the lives of thy sons and of thy daughters, and the lives of thy wives and the lives of thy concubines;