ne evening David rose from his bed, and went up to the roof of his palace. From the roof he saw a woman bathing, and the woman was very beautiful.

David asked about the woman, and he was told that she was Bathsheba, the wife of Uriah the Hittite. David sent messengers to her, and she came to him, and he slept with her; then she returned to her house.

...from the roof he saw a woman washing herself...

The woman conceived, and sent to David, and told him, “I am pregnant”. Then David sent to Joab, the captain of his army, and said, “Send me Uriah the Hittite,” because Uriah was a soldier in David’s army. And Joab sent Uriah to David. When Uriah came, David told him to go home and enjoy himself, and sent a gift of food after him.

But Uriah slept at the door of the palace, and did not go to his house.

When David was told this, he asked Uriah, “Haven’t you just come from a journey? Why didn’t you go to your house?” And Uriah said, “The men of Israel and Judah are living in tents; my captain Joab and your servants are camping in the open fields--how, then, can I go to my house, to eat, drink, and sleep with my wife? I will not do this thing.”

So David kept Uriah in Jerusalem for another day, and gave him food and drink until Uriah was drunk, but Uriah still did not go to his house.

In the morning David wrote a letter to Joab, and sent it with Uriah. In the letter, David wrote, “Send Uriah into the heat of the battle, and retreat away from him, so that he may be killed.”

Joab did as David said, and sent Uriah to where the fighting was hardest, and Uriah was killed.

When a messenger brought David the news that Uriah was dead, David sent a message back to Joab: “Do not let this upset you: the sword consumes one as well as another.”

When Bathsheba heard that her husband Uriah was dead, she mourned for him. And when the mourning was over, David sent for her, and she became his wife, and bore him a son. But the thing that David had done displeased God.