As all the people heard of the king’s deep grief for his son, the joy of that day’s victory was turned into deep sadness.
Joab realized how much the king longed to see Absalom.
Word soon reached Joab that the king was weeping and mourning for Absalom.
They crept back into the town that day as though they were ashamed and had deserted in battle.
When the king smiles, there is life; his favor refreshes like a spring rain.
The king’s anger is like a lion’s roar, but his favor is like dew on the grass.