2 Samuel 18:19-33

Ahimaaz son of Zadok said to Joab, “Let me run and take the news to King David. I’ll tell him the LORD has saved him from his enemies.” Joab answered Ahimaaz, “No, you are not the one to take the news today. You may do it another time, but do not take it today, because the king’s son is dead.” Then Joab said to a man from Cush, “Go, tell the king what you have seen.” The Cushite bowed to Joab and ran to tell David. But Ahimaaz son of Zadok begged Joab again, “No matter what happens, please let me go along with the Cushite!” Joab said, “Son, why do you want to carry the news? You won’t get any reward.” Ahimaaz answered, “No matter what happens, I will run.” So Joab said to Ahimaaz, “Run!” Then Ahimaaz ran by way of the Jordan Valley and passed the Cushite. David was sitting between the inner and outer gates of the city. The watchman went up to the roof of the gate by the walls, and as he looked up, he saw a man running alone. He shouted the news to the king. The king said, “If he is alone, he is bringing good news!” The man came nearer and nearer to the city. Then the watchman saw another man running, and he called to the gatekeeper, “Look! Another man is running alone!” The king said, “He is also bringing good news!” The watchman said, “I think the first man runs like Ahimaaz son of Zadok.” The king said, “Ahimaaz is a good man. He must be bringing good news!” Then Ahimaaz called a greeting to the king. He bowed facedown on the ground before the king and said, “Praise the LORD your God! The LORD has defeated those who were against you, my king.” The king asked, “Is young Absalom all right?” Ahimaaz answered, “When Joab sent me, I saw some great excitement, but I don’t know what it was.” The king said, “Step over here and wait.” So Ahimaaz stepped aside and stood there. Then the Cushite arrived. He said, “Master and king, hear the good news! Today the LORD has punished those who were against you!” The king asked the Cushite, “Is young Absalom all right?” The Cushite answered, “May your enemies and all who come to hurt you be like that young man!” Then the king was very upset, and he went to the room over the city gate and cried. As he went, he cried out, “My son Absalom, my son Absalom! I wish I had died and not you. Absalom, my son, my son!”