In the morning David wrote a letter to Joab and sent it with Uriah.
The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure. Who can understand it?
Surely the lowborn are but a breath, the highborn are but a lie. If weighed on a balance, they are nothing; together they are only a breath.
You who practice deceit, your tongue plots destruction; it is like a sharpened razor.
Keep your servant also from willful sins; may they not rule over me. Then I will be blameless, innocent of great transgression.
Why did you despise the word of the Lord by doing what is evil in his eyes? You struck down Uriah the Hittite with the sword and took his wife to be your own. You killed him with the sword of the Ammonites.