And Joab blew the shofar, and the people returned from pursuing Israel. For Joab had held back the people.

That is not so. But a man from the mountains of Ephraim, Sheba the son of Bichri by name, has lifted up his hand against the king, against David. Deliver him only, and I will depart from the city. So the woman said to Joab, Behold, his head shall be thrown to you over the wall.

And the woman in her wisdom went to all the people. And they cut off the head of Sheba the son of Bichri, and threw it out to Joab. Then he blew a shofar, and they withdrew from the city, every man to his tent. And Joab returned to the king at Jerusalem.

And the battle increased that day; and the king was propped up in his chariot, facing the Syrians, and died at evening. And the blood ran out from the wound onto the floor of the chariot.

And as the sun was going down, a shout went throughout the camp, saying, Every man to his city, and every man to his own land!

Cast out the scorner, and contention shall leave; yes, condemnation and shame shall cease.