2 Samuel 1

1 Da David efter Sauls Død var vendt tilbage fra Sejeren over Amalek og havde opholdt sig to Dage i Ziklag,

And it came to pass after Saul was dead, that David returned from smiting Amalec, and David abode two days in Sekelac.

2 kom der Tredjedagen en Mand fra Hæren, fra Saul, med sønderrevne Klæder og Jord på Hovedet, og da han kom hen til David, kastede han sig til Jorden og bøjede sig.

And it came to pass on the third day, that, behold, a man came from the camp, from the people of Saul, and his garments were rent, and earth [was] upon his head: and it came to pass when he went in to David, that he fell upon the earth, and did obeisance to him.

3 David spurgte ham: "Hvor kommer du fra?" Han svarede: "Jeg slap bort fra Israels Hær!"

And David said to him, Whence comest thou? and he said to him, I have escaped out of the camp of Israel.

4 David sagde da til ham: "Hvorledes gik det? Fortæl mig det!" Han svarede: "Folket flygtede fra Kampen, og mange af Folket faldt og døde; også Saul og hans Søn Jonatan er døde."

And David said to him, What [is] the matter? tell me. And he said, The people fled out of the battle, and many of the people have fallen and are dead, and Saul and Jonathan his son are dead.

5 Da sagde David til den unge Mand, som bragte ham Budet: "Hvoraf ved du, at Saul og hans Søn Jonatan er døde?"

And David said to the young man who brought him the tidings, How knowest thou that Saul and Jonathan his son are dead?

6 Den unge Mand, der bragte ham Budet, svarede: "Det traf sig, at jeg var på Gilboas Bjerg, og se, Saul stod lænet til sit Spyd, medens Vognene og Rytterne trængte ham;

And the young man that brought the tidings, said to him, I happened accidentally to be upon mount Gelbue; and, behold, Saul was leaning upon his spear, and, behold, the chariots and captains of horse pressed hard upon him.

7 og da han vendte sig om, fik han Øje på mig og kaldte på mig; og jeg sagde: Her er jeg!

And he looked behind him, and saw me, and called me; and I said, Behold, [here am] I.

8 Da spurgte han mig: Hvem er du? Og jeg svarede: Jeg er en Amalekit!

And he said to me, Who art thou? and I said, I am an Amalekite.

9 Så sagde han til mig: Kom herhen og giv mig Dødsstødet! Thi Krampen har grebet mig, men jeg lever endnu!

And he said to me, Stand, I pray thee, over me, and slay me, for a dreadful darkness has come upon me, for all my life [is] in me.

10 Og jeg trådte hen til ham og gav ham Dødsstødet, thi jeg så, at han ikke kunde leve, når han faldt om. Så tog jeg Diademet, han havde på Hovedet, og et Armbånd, han bar på Armen, og dem har jeg med hid til min Herre."

So I stood over him and slew him, because I knew he would not live after he was fallen; and I took the crown that was upon his head, and the bracelet that was upon his arm, and I have brought them hither to my lord.

11 Da tog David fat i sine Klæder og sønderrev dem, og ligeså gjorde alle hans Mænd;

And David laid hold of his garments, and rent them; and all the men who were with him rent their garments.

12 og de holdt Klage, græd og fastede til Aften over Saul og hans Søn Jonatan og HERRENs Folk og Israels Hus, fordi de var faldet for Sværdet.

And they lamented, and wept, and fasted till evening, for Saul and for Jonathan his son, and for the people of Juda, and for the house of Israel, because they were smitten with the sword.

13 Derpå sagde David til den unge Mand, som havde bragt ham Budet: "Hvor er du fra?" Han svarede: "Jeg er Søn af en Amalekit, der bor her som fremmed."

And David said to the young man who brought the tidings to him, Whence art thou? and he said, I am the son of an Amalekite sojourner.

14 Da sagde David: "Frygtede du dog ikke for at lægge Hånd på HERRENs Salvede og dræbe ham!"

And David said to him, How was it thou wast not afraid to lift thy hand to destroy the anointed of the Lord?

15 David kaldte så på en af sine Folk og sagde: "Kom herhen og stød ham ned!" Og han slog ham ihjel.

And David called one of his young men, and said, Go and fall upon him: and he smote him, and he died.

16 Men David sagde til ham: "Dit Blod komme over dit eget Hoved! Thi din egen Mund vidnede imod dig, da du sagde: Jeg gav HERRENs Salvede Dødsstødet!"

And David said to him, Thy blood [be] upon thine own head; for thy mouth has testified against thee, saying, I have slain the anointed of the Lord.

17 Da sang David denne Klagesang over Saul og hans Søn Jonatan.

And David lamented with this lamentation over Saul and over Jonathan his son.

18 Den skal læres af Judas Sønner; den står optegnet i de Oprigtiges Bog.

And he gave orders to teach it the sons of Juda: behold, it is written in the book of Right.

19 Din Pryd, Israel, ligger dræbt på dine Høje. Ak, at dog Heltene faldt!

Set up a pillar, O Israel, for the slain that died upon thy high places: how are the mighty fallen!

20 Forkynd det ikke i Gat, ej lyde der Glædesbud på Askalons Gader, at ikke Filisternes Døtre skal fryde sig, de uomskårnes Døtre juble!

Tell it not in Geth, and tell it not as glad tidings in the streets of Ascalon, lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph.

21 Gilboas Bjerge! Ej falde Dug og Regn på eder, I Dødens Vange! Thi Heltenes Skjolde vanæredes der; Sauls Skjold er ej salvet med Olie.

Ye mountains of Gelbue, let not dew no rain descend upon you, nor fields of first-fruits [be upon you], for there the shield of the mighty ones has been grievously assailed; the shield of Saul was not anointed with oil.

22 Uden faldnes Blod, uden Heltes Fedt kom Jonatans Bue ikke tilbage, Sauls Sværd ikke sejrløst hjem.

From the blood of the slain, and from the fat of the mighty, the bow of Jonathan returned not empty; and the sword of Saul turned not back empty.

23 Saul og Jonatan, de elskelige, hulde, skiltes ikke i Liv eller Død; hurtigere var de end Ørne, stærkere var de end Løver!

Saul and Jonathan, the beloved and the beautiful, were not divided: comely [were they] in their life, and in their death they were not divided: [they were] swifter than eagles, and they were stronger than lions.

24 O, Israels Døtre, græd over Saul, som klædte eder yndigt i Purpur, satte Guldsmykker på eders Klæder!

Daughters of Israel, weep for Saul, who clothed you with scarlet together with your adorning, who added golden ornaments to your apparel.

25 Ak, at dog Heltene faldt i Slagets Tummel - dræbt ligger Jonatan på dine Høje!

How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle! O Jonathan, even the slain ones upon thy high places!

26 Jeg sørger over dig, Jonatan, Broder, du var mig såre kær; underfuld var mig din Kærlighed, mere end Kvinders Kærlighed.

I am grieved for thee, my brother Jonathan; thou wast very lovely to me; thy love to me was wonderful beyond the love of women.

27 Ak, at dog Heltene faldt, Stridsvåbnene lagdes øde!

How are the mighty fallen, and the weapons of war perished!