2 Samuel 11
In the
spring of the year, the time when kings go out to battle, David sent Joab, and
his servants with him, and all Israel. And they ravaged the Ammonites and
besieged Rabbah. But David remained at Jerusalem.
2 It happened, late one afternoon, when David arose from
his couch and was walking on the roof of the king's house, that he saw from the
roof a woman bathing; and the woman was very beautiful. 3 And David
sent and inquired about the woman. And one said, “Is not this Bathsheba, the
daughter of Eliam, the wife of Uriah the Hittite?” 4 So David
sent messengers and took her, and she came to him, and he lay with her. (Now
she had been purifying herself from her uncleanness.) Then she returned to her
house. 5 And the woman conceived, and she sent and told David, “I am
pregnant.”
6 So David sent word to Joab, “Send me Uriah the
Hittite.” 14 In the morning David wrote a letter to Joab and sent
it by the hand of Uriah. 15 In the letter he wrote, “Set Uriah in the
forefront of the hardest fighting, and then draw back from him, that he may be
struck down, and die.” 16 And as Joab was besieging the city, he
assigned Uriah to the place where he knew there were valiant
men. 17 And the men of the city came out and fought with Joab, and
some of the servants of David among the people fell. Uriah the Hittite also
died.
26 When the wife of Uriah heard that Uriah her husband
was dead, she lamented over her husband. 27 And when the mourning was
over, David sent and brought her to his house, and she became his wife and bore
him a son. But the thing that David had done displeased the Lord.
The Holy Bible, English Standard Version.
ESV® Text Edition: 2016. Copyright © 2001 by Crossway Bibles, a publishing
ministry of Good News Publishers.
Illustration from a woodcut by Baron Julius Schnoor von Carolsfeld, 1794-1872, a distinguished German artist known especially for his book, Das Buch der Bücher in Bilden (The Book of Books in Pictures). © WELS used by permission for personal and congregational use.
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