In the morning David wrote Joab a letter, and gave it to Uriah to take to him.
So why have you treated what the Lord said with contempt by doing evil in his sight? You killed Uriah the Hittite with the sword and stole his wife—you killed him using the sword of the Ammonites.
Don't let your servant commit deliberate sins. Don't let them rule over me. Then I will be without fault, innocent of such rebellion.
You plot to make people suffer; your words cut like a sharp razor, you liar!
Ordinary people are mere breaths, while leaders are just fakes. Put them all together and weigh them on scales and they wouldn't weigh more than air!
The mind is more deceptive than anything else—it's incurably sick! Who can possibly understand it?