Early the next morning, David wrote a letter and told Uriah to deliver it to Joab.
You people of Judah are so deceitful that you even fool yourselves, and you can't change.
We humans are only a breath; none of us are truly great. All of us together weigh less than a puff of air.
You plan brutal crimes, and your lying words cut like a sharp razor.
Don't let me do wrong on purpose, Lord, or let sin have control over my life. Then I will be innocent, and not guilty of some terrible fault.
Why did you disobey me and do such a horrible thing? You murdered Uriah the Hittite by letting the Ammonites kill him, so you could take his wife.