2 Samuel 1
1 And it came to pass after the death of Saul, when David was returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites, and David had abode two days in Ziklag;
Na rĩrĩ, thuutha wa gĩkuũ gĩa Saũlũ, Daudi agĩkorwo aacooka kuuma kũhoota Aamaleki na agĩikara kũu Zikilagi mĩthenya ĩĩrĩ.
2 it came to pass on the third day, that, behold, a man came out of the camp from Saul, with his clothes rent, and earth upon his head: and so it was, when he came to David, that he fell to the earth, and did obeisance.
Mũthenya wa ĩtatũ-rĩ, hagĩũka mũndũ oimĩte kambĩ-inĩ ya Saũlũ, arĩ na nguo ndembũkangu na rũkũngũ mũtwe. Hĩndĩ ĩrĩa aakinyire harĩ Daudi, akĩĩgũithia thĩ nĩguo amũhe gĩtĩĩo.
3 And David said unto him, From whence comest thou? And he said unto him, Out of the camp of Israel am I escaped.
Daudi akĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Wee uumĩte kũ?” Nake akĩmũcookeria atĩrĩ, “Nĩ kũũra njũrĩte, ngoima kambĩ-inĩ ya andũ a Isiraeli.”
4 And David said unto him, How went the matter? I pray thee, tell me. And he answered, The people are fled from the battle, and many of the people also are fallen and dead; and Saul and Jonathan his son are dead also.
Daudi akĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Kaĩ gwĩkĩkĩte atĩa? Ta njĩĩra.” Nake akĩmwĩra atĩrĩ, “Andũ nĩmorĩte makoima mbaara-inĩ. Na andũ aingĩ nĩmooragĩtwo. Nake Saũlũ na mũriũ Jonathani nĩmakuĩte.”
5 And David said unto the young man that told him, How knowest thou that Saul and Jonathan his son are dead?
Ningĩ Daudi akĩũria mwanake ũcio wamũreheire ũhoro ũcio atĩrĩ, “Ũmenyete atĩa atĩ Saũlũ na mũriũ Jonathani nĩmakuĩte?”
6 And the young man that told him said, As I happened by chance upon mount Gilboa, behold, Saul was leaning upon his spear; and, lo, the chariots and the horsemen followed hard after him.
Mwanake ũcio akĩmũcookeria atĩrĩ, “Ndĩrakorirwo ndĩ hau kĩrĩma-inĩ kĩa Giliboa, na hau nĩho ndĩronire Saũlũ, etiranĩtie na itimũ rĩake, akiriĩ gũkorererwo nĩ ngaari cia ita na ahaici a mbarathi.
7 And when he looked behind him, he saw me, and called unto me. And I answered, Here am I.
Rĩrĩa eehũgũrire, akĩnyona, na akĩnjĩta, na niĩ ngĩmũũria atĩrĩ, ‘Ũngĩenda ngwĩkĩre atĩa?’
8 And he said unto me, Who art thou? And I answered him, I am an Amalekite.
“Nake akĩnjũũria atĩrĩ, ‘Wee ũrĩ ũ?’ “Ngĩmũcookeria atĩrĩ, ‘Niĩ ndĩ Mũamaleki.’
9 And he said unto me, Stand, I pray thee, beside me, and slay me; for anguish hath taken hold of me, because my life is yet whole in me.
“Ningĩ akĩnjĩĩra atĩrĩ, ‘Ũka haha ũnjũrage! Niĩ ndĩ na ruo rũnene mũno rwa gĩkuũ, no ndĩ o muoyo.’
10 So I stood beside him, and slew him, because I was sure that he could not live after that he was fallen: and I took the crown that was upon his head, and the bracelet that was on his arm, and have brought them hither unto my lord.
“Nĩ ũndũ ũcio ngĩthiĩ harĩ we, ngĩmũũraga, tondũ nĩndamenyire atĩ arĩkĩtie kũgũa ndekũhona. Ngĩruta thũmbĩ ĩrĩa yarĩ mũtwe wake, na mũrĩnga ũrĩa warĩ guoko gwake, na nĩcio indo iria ndarehera mwathi wakwa.”
11 Then David took hold on his clothes, and rent them; and likewise all the men that were with him:
Hĩndĩ ĩyo Daudi na andũ othe arĩa maarĩ nake makĩnyiita nguo ciao, magĩcitembũranga.
12 and they mourned, and wept, and fasted until even, for Saul, and for Jonathan his son, and for the people of Jehovah, and for the house of Israel; because they were fallen by the sword.
Nao magĩcakaya, na makĩrĩra, o na makĩĩhinga kũrĩa irio nginya hwaĩ-inĩ, nĩ ũndũ wa Saũlũ na mũriũ Jonathani, o na nĩ ũndũ wa mbũtũ cia ita cia Jehova, na nyũmba ya Isiraeli, tondũ nĩmooragĩtwo na rũhiũ rwa njora.
13 And David said unto the young man that told him, Whence art thou? And he answered, I am the son of a sojourner, an Amalekite.
Daudi akĩũria mwanake ũcio wamũreheire ũhoro atĩrĩ, “Wee uumĩte kũ?” Nake agĩcookia atĩrĩ, “Niĩ ndĩ mũriũ wa mũndũ wa kũngĩ, Mũamaleki.”
14 And David said unto him, How wast thou not afraid to put forth thy hand to destroy Jehovah’s anointed?
Daudi akĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Nĩ kĩĩ kĩragiririe wĩtigĩre gũtambũrũkia guoko gwaku ũũrage mũitĩrĩrie maguta wa Jehova?”
15 And David called one of the young men, and said, Go near, and fall upon him. And he smote him, so that he died.
Ningĩ Daudi agĩĩta ũmwe wa andũ ake, akĩmwĩra atĩrĩ, “Thiĩ, ũmũũrage!” Nake akĩmũringa, agĩkua.
16 And David said unto him, Thy blood be upon thy head; for thy mouth hath testified against thee, saying, I have slain Jehovah’s anointed.
Nĩgũkorwo Daudi aamwĩĩrire atĩrĩ, “Thakame yaku ĩrogũcookerera. Kanua gaku we mwene nĩko kaaruta ũira wa gũgũũkĩrĩra, rĩrĩa uugire atĩrĩ, ‘Nĩndĩrooragire mũitĩrĩrie maguta wa Jehova.’”
17 And David lamented with this lamentation over Saul and over Jonathan his son
Nake Daudi agĩcakaĩra Saũlũ na mũriũ Jonathani,
18 (and he bade them teach the children of Judah [the song of] the bow: behold, it is written in the book of Jashar):
na agĩathana atĩ andũ a Juda marutwo icakaya rĩĩrĩ rĩĩtagwo rwĩmbo rwa ũta (narĩo rĩandĩkĩtwo Ibuku-inĩ rĩa Jasharu):
19 Thy glory, O Israel, is slain upon thy high places! How are the mighty fallen!
“Wee Isiraeli, riiri waku ũũragĩtwo irĩma-inĩ ciaku.
20 Tell it not in Gath, Publish it not in the streets of Ashkelon; Lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, Lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph.
“Ũhoro ũyũ ndũkaheanwo Gathu,
21 Ye mountains of Gilboa, Let there be no dew nor rain upon you, neither fields of offerings: For there the shield of the mighty was vilely cast away, The shield of Saul, not anointed with oil.
“Atĩrĩrĩ, inyuĩ irĩma cia Giliboa,
22 From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty, The bow of Jonathan turned not back, And the sword of Saul returned not empty.
Kuuma kũrĩ thakame ya arĩa moragĩtwo,
23 Saul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in their lives, And in their death they were not divided: They were swifter than eagles, They were stronger than lions.
“Saũlũ na Jonathani,
24 Ye daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, Who clothed you in scarlet delicately, Who put ornaments of gold upon your apparel.
“Inyuĩ airĩtu a Isiraeli,
25 How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle! Jonathan is slain upon thy high places.
“Hĩ, kaĩ andũ arĩa njamba nĩmagwĩrĩire mbaara-inĩ-ĩ!
26 I am distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan: Very pleasant hast thou been unto me: Thy love to me was wonderful, Passing the love of women.
Niĩ ndĩ na kĩeha nĩ ũndũ waku Jonathani, wee mũrũ wa baba;
27 How are the mighty fallen, And the weapons of war perished!
“Hĩ, kaĩ andũ arĩa njamba nĩmagwĩte-ĩ!
