So the peoplewentby stealthinto the citythat day,as peoplewho are humiliatedstealawaywhen they fleein battle.
"Whydid you fleesecretlyand deceiveme, and did not tellme so that I might have sentyou awaywith joyand with songs,with timbreland with lyre;
Then Davidcameto Mahanaim.And Absalomcrossedthe Jordan,he and allthe menof Israelwith him.
The victorythat daywas turnedto mourningfor allthe people,for the peopleheard[it] saidthat day,"The kingis grievedfor his son."
Now Barzillaiwas veryold,being eightyyearsold;and he had sustainedthe kingwhile he stayedat Mahanaim,for he was a verygreatman.
The kingcoveredhis faceand criedout with a loudvoice,"O my sonAbsalom,O Absalom,my son,my son!"
