2 Samuel 12:24

Holy Bible: Easy-to-Read Version

Then David comforted Bathsheba his wife. He slept with her and had sexual relations with her. Bathsheba became pregnant again and had another son. David named the boy Solomon. The Lord loved Solomon

Cross References

Matthew 1:6

Jesse was the father of King David. David was the father of Solomon. (His mother had been Uriah’s wife.)

1 Chronicles 29:1

King David said to all the Israelites who were gathered together, “God chose my son Solomon. Solomon is young and does not know all that he needs to do this work. But the work is very important. This house is not for people; this house is for the Lord God.

1 Chronicles 3:5

These are the children born to David in Jerusalem: There were four sons from Bathsheba, the daughter of Ammiel. They were Shimea, Shobab, Nathan, and Solomon.

2 Samuel 7:12

“‘When your life is finished, you will die and be buried with your ancestors. But then I will make one of your own children become the king.

2 Samuel 12:25

and sent word for Nathan the prophet to give Solomon the name Jedidiah. So Nathan did this for the Lord.

1 Kings 1:10

But he did not invite his brother Solomon, Nathan the prophet, Benaiah, or the men in the king’s special guard.

1 Kings 1:11

When Nathan heard about this, he went to Solomon’s mother Bathsheba and asked her, “Have you heard what Haggith’s son, Adonijah, is doing? He is making himself king. And our master, King David, knows nothing about it.

Nehemiah 13:26

You know that marriages like this caused Solomon to sin. In all the many nations, there was not a king as great as Solomon. God loved him and made him king over the whole nation of Israel. But even Solomon was made to sin because of foreign women.

Deuteronomy 33:12

Moses said this about Benjamin: “Benjamin is loved by the Lord and lives close to him in safety. The Lord protects him all the time like a child at rest on its mother’s back.”

2 Samuel 5:14

David’s sons who were born in Jerusalem are Shammua, Shobab, Nathan, Solomon,

Proverbs 4:3

When I was my father’s little boy and my mother’s dear son,