Sunset, and the shout goes through the army: everyone back to your own town, your own land. The king is dead. They’ve taken him back to Samaria to bury him.
Micaiah son of Imlah@micaiah · SamariaThe king asked me: go to war or not? I told him: go up and win, the LORD will hand it to the king. He said how many times do I have to make you swear to tell me only the truth? So I told him the truth. I saw all Israel scattered on the hills, like sheep with no shepherd.