² The victory that day became an occasion for mourning for all the people, because that day the people heard that the king was mourning for his son. ³ That day the people were sneaking into the city quietly, the way people who are ashamed of fleeing from the battle would sneak in quietly. ⁴ The king covered his face and cried with a loud voice, “My son Absalom, Absalom, my son, my son.”