Kings II 1

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

Saulo wu akyi no, Dawid san fii nkonim a odii Amalekfo so no mu bɛtenaa Siklag nnaanu.

2 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 tore, 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.

Ne nnansa so no, ɔbarima bi fi Saulo nsraban mu a watetew ne ntade mu, atu mfutuma agu ne ti mu, de rekyerɛ sɛ ɔretwa adwo bae. Oduu Dawid nkyɛn no, ɔdan ne ho hwee fam nidi mu.

3 And David said to him, Whence come you? and he said to him, I have escaped out of the camp of Israel.

Dawid bisaa no se, “Ɛhe na wufi?” Obuae se, “Maguan afi Israel nsraban mu.”

4 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.

Dawid bisaa no se, “Na ɛyɛɛ dɛn? Ɔko no kosii dɛn?” Ɔkae se, “Mmarima no guan fii akono. Bebree totɔe. Na Saulo ne ne babarima Yonatan nso atotɔ.”

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

Enti Dawid bisaa aberante a ɔbɛbɔɔ no saa amanneɛ no se, “Ɛyɛɛ dɛn na wuhuu sɛ Saulo ne ne babarima Yonatan awuwu?”

6 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.

Aberante no buae se, “Mikofii Gilboa bepɔw so, na mekɔtoo sɛ Saulo sɛn ne peaw so a atamfo no nteaseɛnam ne nʼapɔnkɔsotefo mmɛn no ara.

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

Ɔdan ne ho a ohuu me no, ɔteɛɛ mu frɛɛ me se memmra. Mibisaa no se, ‘Menyɛ dɛn?’

8 And he said to me, Who are you? and I said, I am an Amalekite.

“Obisaa me se, ‘Wo ne hena?’ “Mibuaa no se, ‘Meyɛ Amalekni.’

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

“Na ɔsrɛɛ me se, ‘Begyina me so na kum me, na me ho yeraw me yiye, na mepɛ sɛ me wu.’

10 So I stood over him and killed 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.

“Enti migyinaa ne so kum no, efisɛ na minim sɛ tebea a ɔwɔ mu no, ɔrennya nkwa. Na mituu nʼahenkyɛw a ɛhyɛ no no ne nʼabasa so atweaban no sɛ mede rebrɛ wo, me wura.”

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

Dawid ne ne mmarima no tee asɛm no, wɔde awerɛhow sunsuan wɔn ntade mu.

12 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 struck with the sword.

Wotwaa ho agyaadwo, sui, bua daa da mu no nyinaa wɔ Saulo ne ne babarima Yonatan wu ne Awurade asraafo ne Israelman sɛ wɔn mu pii wuwuu saa da no.

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

Na Dawid bisaa aberante a ɔbɛbɔɔ wɔn saa amanneɛ no se, “Wufi he?” Na obuae se, “Meyɛ ɔhɔho Amalekni a mete mo asase so.”

14 And David said to him, How was it you were not afraid to lift your hand to destroy the anointed of the Lord?

Dawid bisaa no se, “Na wunsuro sɛ wukum obi a Awurade asra no no?”

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

Dawid ka kyerɛɛ ne mmarima no mu baako se, “Kum no!” Enti ɔbarima no twee nʼafoa de wɔɔ Amalekni no, kum no.

16 And David said to him, Your blood [be] upon your own head; for your mouth has testified against you, saying, I have slain the anointed of the Lord.

Na Dawid kae se, “Wʼano ayi mmusu ama wo ama woawu, efisɛ wo ara na wokae se woakum obi a Awurade asra no no.”

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

Na Dawid too kwadwom maa Saulo ne Yonatan.

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

Na ɔhyɛɛ sɛ wɔnkyerɛ nnipa a wɔwɔ Yuda nyinaa to. Wɔtoo no din sɛ agyan dwom a wɔakyerɛw wɔ Yasar Nhoma mu.

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

“Wʼanuonyam ne wʼahosɛpɛw, Israel, awu da mmepɔw so! Akofo akɛse atotɔ!

20 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.

“Monnka asɛm yi wɔ Gat, na Filistifo abɔ ose! Monnka wɔ Askelon mmɔnten so, na abosonsomfo anserew ahosɛpɛw mu.

21 You 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.

“Gilboa mmepɔw, mma obosu anaa osu ntɔ ngu wo so anaa wo nsian so. Efisɛ ɛhɔ na woguu ɔkofo kɛse no akokyɛm ho fi; wɔremfa ngo nsra Saulo nkatabo ho bio.

22 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.

“Saulo ne Yonatan kunkum wɔn atamfo ahoɔdenfo! Wɔamfi akono amma no nsapan.

23 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.

Ɔdɔ ne ahoɔfɛ bɛn na na Saulo ne Yonatan nni, wɔn mu antetew da, nkwa ne owu mu. Na wɔn ho yɛ hare kyɛn akɔre; na wɔn ho yɛ den kyɛn gyata.

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

“Israel mmabea, munsu Saulo, efisɛ ofuraa mo ntama pa, hyehyɛɛ mo sikakɔkɔɔ agude.

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

“Akofo akɛse atotɔ akono. Yonatan awu da mmepɔw no so.

26 I am grieved for you, my brother Jonathan; you were very lovely to me; your love to me was wonderful beyond the love of women.

Misu wo, me nua Yonatan! Na wosom me bo yiye. Na wo dɔ a wowɔ ma me no yɛ nwonwa; emu dɔ sen ɔbea dɔ!

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

“Hwɛ sɛnea akofo akɛse atotɔ! Ɔko mu akode ayerayera!”