And the victory that day was turned into mourning unto all the people: for the people heard say that day how the king was grieved 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 Jo´ab, Behold, the king weepeth and mourneth for Ab´salom.
And the people gat them by stealth that day into the city, as people being ashamed steal away when they flee in battle.
Now Jo´ab the son of Zeru-i´ah perceived that the king's heart was toward Ab´salom.