2 Samuel 19:2-4
New American Standard Bible
Chapter 19
2So the victory that day was turned into mourning for all the people, because the people heard it said that day, 'The king is in mourning over his son.' 3And the people entered the city surreptitiously that day, just as people who are humiliated surreptitiously flee in battle. 4And the king covered his face and cried out with a loud voice, 'My son Absalom, Absalom, my son, my son!'King James Version
Chapter 19
2And 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. 3And the people gat them by stealth that day into the city, as people being ashamed steal away when they flee in battle. 4But the king covered his face, and the king cried with a loud voice, O my son Absalom, O Absalom, my son, my son!Christian Standard Bible
Chapter 19
2That day's victory was turned into mourning for all the troops because on that day the troops heard, "The king is grieving over his son." 3So they returned to the city quietly that day like troops come in when they are humiliated after fleeing in battle. 4But the king covered his face and cried loudly, "My son Absalom! Absalom, my son, my son! "New Living Translation
Chapter 19
2As 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. 3They crept back into the town that day as though they were ashamed and had deserted in battle. 4The king covered his face with his hands and kept on crying, 'O my son Absalom! O Absalom, my son, my son!'English Standard Version
Chapter 19
2So the victory that day was turned into mourning for all the people, for the people heard that day, “The king is grieving for his son.” 3And the people stole into the city that day as people steal in who are ashamed when they flee in battle. 4The king covered his face, and the king cried with a loud voice, “O my son Absalom, O Absalom, my son, my son!”New International Version
Chapter 19
2And for the whole army the victory that day was turned into mourning, because on that day the troops heard it said, 'The king is grieving for his son.' 3The men stole into the city that day as men steal in who are ashamed when they flee from battle. 4The king covered his face and cried aloud, 'O my son Absalom! O Absalom, my son, my son!'New King James Version