And the victory that day was turned into mourning unto all the people; for the people heard say that day, The king grieveth for his son.
The king’s wrath is as the roaring of a lion; But his favor is as dew upon the grass.
In the light of the king’s countenance is life; And his favor is as a cloud of the latter rain.
And it was told Joab, Behold, the king weepeth and mourneth for Absalom.
And the people gat them by stealth that day into the city, as people that are ashamed steal away when they flee in battle.
Now Joab the son of Zeruiah perceived that the king’s heart was toward Absalom.