Study Desk

We will certainly die and be like water poured out on the ground, which can’t be recovered. But God would not take away a life; he would devise plans so that the one banished from him does not remain banished.

Your servant thought: May the word of my lord the king bring relief, for my lord the king is able to discern the good and the bad like the angel of God. May the Lord your God be with you.”

Joab your servant has done this to address the issue indirectly, but my lord has wisdom like the wisdom of the angel of God, knowing everything on earth.”

Zadok was also there, and all the Levites with him were carrying the ark of the covenant of God. They set the ark of God down, and Abiathar offered sacrifices until the people had finished marching past.

Then the king instructed Zadok, “Return the ark of God to the city. If I find favor with the Lord, he will bring me back and allow me to see both it and its dwelling place.

So Zadok and Abiathar returned the ark of God to Jerusalem and stayed there.

When David came to the summit where he used to worship God, Hushai the Archite was there to meet him with his robe torn and dust on his head.

Now the advice Ahithophel gave in those days was like someone asking about a word from God—such was the regard that both David and Absalom had for Ahithophel’s advice.

Ahimaaz called out to the king, “All is well,” and paid homage to the king with his face to the ground. He continued, “Blessed be the Lord your God! He delivered up the men who rebelled against my lord the king.”

And tell Amasa, ‘Aren’t you my flesh and blood? May God punish me and do so severely if you don’t become commander of my army from now on instead of Joab!’”

Ziba slandered your servant to my lord the king. But my lord the king is like the angel of God, so do whatever you think best.

and buried the bones of Saul and his son Jonathan at Zela in the land of Benjamin in the tomb of Saul’s father Kish. They did everything the king commanded. After this, God was receptive to prayer for the land.

my God, my rock where I seek refuge.My shield, the horn of my salvation, my stronghold, my refuge,and my Savior, you save me from violence.

For I have kept the ways of the Lordand have not turned from my God to wickedness.

With you I can attack a barricade,and with my God I can leap over a wall.

God—his way is perfect;the word of the Lord is pure.He is a shield to all who take refuge in him.

For who is God besides the Lord?And who is a rock? Only our God.

God is my strong refuge;he makes my way perfect.

The Lord lives—blessed be my rock!God, the rock of my salvation, is exalted.

God—he grants me vengeanceand casts down peoples under me.