So David went up, along with his two wives, Ahinoam the Jezreelite and Abigail, formerly the wife of Nabal the Carmelite.

So David sent someone to inquire about the woman. The messenger<n id="1" /> said, &#8220;Isn&#8217;t this Bathsheba, the daughter of Eliam, the wife of Uriah the Hittite?&#8221;p>

So now the sword will never depart from your house. For you have despised me by taking the wife of Uriah the Hittite as your own!&#8217;

The woman conceived and then sent word to David saying, &#8220;I&#8217;m pregnant.&#8221;p>

His sixth son was Ithream, born to David&#8217;s wife Eglah. These sons<n id="1" /> were all born to David in Hebron.p>

<p class="bodytext">When Uriah&#8217;s wife heard that her husband Uriah was dead, she mourned for him.<n id="1" />

The king replied to her, &#8220;What do you want?&#8221;<n id="1" /> She answered, &#8220;I am a widow; my husband is dead.

<p class="bodytext">Then the king told the woman, &#8220;Go to your home. I will give instructions concerning your situation.&#8221;<n id="1" />

<p class="bodytext">Then the woman said, &#8220;Please permit your servant to speak to my lord the king about another matter.&#8221; He replied, &#8220;Tell me.&#8221;

One evening David got up from his bed and walked around on the roof of his palace.<n id="1" /> From the roof he saw a woman bathing. Now this woman was very attractive.<n id="2" />

Why have you shown contempt for the word of the <sc>Lordsc> by doing evil in my<n id="1" /> sight? You have struck down Uriah the Hittite with the sword and you have taken his wife as your own!<n id="2" /> You have killed him with the sword of the Ammonites.

This is what the <sc>Lordsc> says: &#8216;I am about to bring disaster on you<n id="1" /> from inside your own household!<n id="2" /> Right before your eyes I will take your wives and hand them over to your companion.<n id="3" /> He will have sexual relations with<n id="4" /> your wives in broad daylight!<n id="5" />

So Joab sent to Tekoa and brought from there a wise woman. He told her, &#8220;Pretend to be in mourning<n id="1" /> and put on garments for mourning. Don&#8217;t anoint yourself with oil. Instead, act like a woman who has been mourning for the dead for some time.<n id="2" />

<p class="bodytext">Then the king replied to the woman, &#8220;Don&#8217;t hide any information from me when I question you.&#8221; The woman said, &#8220;Let my lord the king speak!&#8221;

<p class="bodytext">When the servants of Absalom approached the woman at her home, they asked, &#8220;Where are Ahimaaz and Jonathan?&#8221; The woman replied to them, &#8220;They crossed over the stream.&#8221; Absalom&#8217;s men<n id="1" /> searched but did not find them, so they returned to Jerusalem.<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">I grieve over you, my brother Jonathan!p> <p class="poetry">You were very dear to me.p> <p class="poetry">Your love was more special to me than the love of women.p>

His second son<n id="1" /> was Kileab, born to Abigail the widow<n id="2" /> of Nabal the Carmelite. His third son was Absalom, the son of Maacah daughter of King Talmai of Geshur.

David married more concubines and wives from Jerusalem after he arrived from Hebron. Even more sons and daughters were born to David.

<p class="bodytext">Then Nathan went to his home. The <sc>Lordsc> struck the child that Uriah&#8217;s wife had borne to David, and the child became very ill.<n id="1" />

<p class="bodytext">So David comforted his wife Bathsheba. He went to her and had marital relations with her.<n id="1" /> She gave birth to a son, and David<n id="2" /> named him Solomon. Now the <sc>Lordsc> loved the child<n id="3" />