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So men snuck into the city that day like men do who are ashamed after they’ve run away from a battle.

Meanwhile, the king veiled his face and kept on crying loudly, “My son Absalom! Absalom my son, my son!”

Joab went up to the palace and rebuked the king: “Today you’ve humiliated your entire army who just saved your life, the lives of your sons and daughters, and the lives of your wives and mistresses!

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