2 Samuel 1
1 Saul var dåen, og David var attkomen frå sigeren yver Amalek og hadde halde seg i Siklag tvo dagar.
It happened after the death of Saul, that David returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites, and he stayed two days in Ziklag.
2 Då hende det seg tridje dagen at han fekk sjå ein mann kom springande frå Sauls-lægret med sundrivne klæde og mold på hovudet. Då han kom burtåt David, fall han å gruve til jordi.
It happened on the third day, that, look, a man came out of the camp from Saul, with his clothes torn and dirt on his head. And it came about when he came to David that he fell to the ground and paid homage.
3 David spurde honom: «Kvar kjem du ifrå?» Han svara: «Eg hev kome meg undan frå Israels-lægret.»
David said to him, "Where do you come from?" He said to him, "I have escaped out of the camp of Israel."
4 «Kor hev det gjenge?» spurde David, «seg meg det!» Han svara: «Folket rømde frå striden, mange av herfolket fall og døydde; Saul og Jonatan, son hans, er døydde og.»
David said to him, "How did it go? Please tell me." He answered, "The people have fled from the battle, and many of the people also have fallen and are dead; and Saul and Jonathan his son are dead also."
5 David spurde sveinen som kom med tidendi: «Kor veit du at Saul og Jonatan, son hans, er daude?»
David said to the young man who had told him this, "How do you know that Saul and Jonathan his son are dead?"
6 Då svara tidendsveinen: «Av eit hende høvde eg til å koma upp på Gilboafjellet og fekk sjå Saul studde seg til spjotet sitt, medan stridsvognerne og hestfolket sette inn på honom.
The young man who told him said, "I happened to be on Mount Gilboa and saw Saul leaning on his spear. And look, the chariots and the horsemen were closing in on him.
7 Han vende seg og såg meg, og ropte på meg, og eg svara ja;
When he turned around he saw me, and called to me. I answered, 'Here I am.'
8 Han spurde meg kven eg var; eg svara eg var ein amalekit.
He said to me, 'Who are you?' I answered him, 'I am an Amalekite.'
9 So bad han meg: «Kom hit og drep meg! eg hev fenge baneridi, alt med det endå er liv i meg.»
He said to me, 'Please stand beside me, and kill me; for anguish has taken hold of me, yet there is life in me still.'
10 Eg gjekk då fram og gav honom banestyngen. Eg skyna han kunde ikkje liva når han stupte. Eg tok so hovudgullet og ein armring av honom og bar hit til deg, herre!»
So I stood beside him, and killed him, because I was sure that he could not live after that he had fallen. I took the crown that was on his head, and the bracelet that was on his arm, and have brought them here to my lord."
11 Då tok David og reiv sund klædi sine. Sameleis gjorde alle fylgjesveinarne hans.
Then David took hold on his clothes, and tore them; and likewise all the men who were with him.
12 Dei øya og gret og fasta alt til kvelden, for di Saul og Jonatan, son hans, og Herrens folk og Israels ætt hadde falle for sverd.
They mourned, and wept, and fasted until evening, for Saul, and for Jonathan his son, and for the people of the LORD, and for the house of Israel; because they had fallen by the sword.
13 David spurde tiendsveinen: «Kvar er du ifrå?» Han svara: «Framandmanns son, amalekit er eg.»
David said to the young man who had told him, "Where are you from?" He answered, "I am the son of a foreigner, an Amalekite."
14 Då sagde David med honom: «Kor våga du leggja hand på den som Herren hev salva, og drepe honom?»
David said to him, "How is it that you were not afraid to put forth your hand to destroy the LORD's anointed?"
15 Og David ropa på ein av sveinarne sine og sagde: «Hit, og hogg honom ned!» Og han gav honom banehogg.
David called one of the young men, and said, "Go near, and fall on him." He struck him, so that he died.
16 «Ditt blod kome yver ditt hovud, » sagde David; «din eigen munn vitna mot deg då du sagde: «Eg hev drepe honom som Herren hadde salva.»»
David said to him, "Your blood be on your head; for your mouth has testified against you, saying, 'I have slain the LORD's anointed.'"
17 David kvad eit syrgjekvæde yver Saul og Jonatan, son hans
And David lamented with this lamentation over Saul and over Jonathan his son,
18 han baud dei skulde læra Juda-borni «Kvædet um bogen», det finst uppskrive i boki åt den rettvise:
and said it should be taught to the people of Judah. Look, it is written in the book of Jashar.
19 Israels prydnad! drepen ligg du på haugarne dine! Ai ei! falne er kjemporne dine!
"Your glory, Israel, is slain on your high places. How the mighty have fallen.
20 Gjet det ikkje i Gat! Lat deim ikkje gleda seg i Askalons-gatorne, so ikkje filistardøtter skal frygda seg og døtter av u-umskorne fegnast!
Do not tell it in Gath. Do not publish it in the streets of Ashkelon, lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph.
21 Og Gilboafjell! gjev dogg og regn ei må falla på dykk! og ingen åke gro med offergåvor! Der kasta kjemporne skjoldarne frå seg. Skjolden åt Saul - aldri med olje han meir vert smurd!
You mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew nor rain on you, nor fields of offerings. For there the shield of the mighty was vilely cast away. The shield of Saul was not anointed with oil.
22 Av bøygde aldri Jonatans boge frå blod åt falne, frå feitta åt kjempor. Og aldri kom sverdet hans Saul kom att med ugjort!
From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty, Jonathan's bow did not turn back. Saul's sword did not return empty.
23 Saul og Jonatan, elska og ljuvlege, uskiljande både i liv og daude! snøggare var dei enn ørnar, sterkare var dei enn løvor.
Saul and Jonathan, beloved and lovely, not separated. Lovely in their life, and in their death they were not separated. They were swifter than eagles. They were stronger than lions.
24 Israels døtter! Gråt for Saul, han som klædde dykk i yndeleg skarlak, han som prydde med gull dykkar klæde!
You daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, who clothed you luxuriously in scarlet, who put ornaments of gold on your clothing.
25 Ai ei! kjemporne fall i striden! Jonatan, drepen ligg han på haugarne dine!
How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle. Jonathan is slain on your high places.
26 Sårt eg deg syrgjer, Jonatan, bror min! Utifrå yndeleg var du for meg. Kjærleiken din kjærare var meg enn kvende-elsk.
I grieve for you, my brother Jonathan. You have been very pleasant to me. Your love for me was a wonder, more than the love of women.
27 Ai ei! at kjempor fall, og båe strids-sverdi øyddest!
How are the mighty fallen, and the weapons of war perished."
