2 Samuel 1
1 It happened after the death of Saul, that David returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites, and he stayed two days in Ziklag.
Mgbe Sọl nwụsịrị, Devid si ebe ọ gara tigbuo ndị Amalek lọghachi. Devid nọrọ ụbọchị abụọ na Ziklag.
2 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.
O ruo, nʼụbọchị nke atọ, otu nwoke si nʼọmụma ụlọ ikwu Sọl bịakwutere ya. Uwe nwoke a yi nʼahụ dọwara adọwa. Isi ya dịkwa aja aja. Ọ batara daa nʼala nʼihu Devid nʼọnọdụ inye ya nsọpụrụ.
3 David said to him, "Where do you come from?" He said to him, "I have escaped out of the camp of Israel."
Devid jụrụ ya sị, “Ebee ka i si bịa?” Nwoke ahụ zara sị, “Esi m nʼọmụma ụlọ ikwu ndị Izrel gbapụta.”
4 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."
Devid jụrụ ya sị, “Gịnị mere? Biko gwa m.” Nwoke ahụ zara sị, “Ndị agha Izrel niile agbaala ọsọ. Ọtụtụ nʼime ndị agha Izrel anwụọkwala. Sọl na Jonatan nwa ya nwụkwara!”
5 David said to the young man who had told him this, "How do you know that Saul and Jonathan his son are dead?"
Devid jụrụ ya sị, “Olee otu i si mata na Sọl na Jonatan anwụọla?”
6 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.
Nwokorobịa ahụ sịrị ya, “Ọ dapụtara na m nọ nʼugwu Gilboa hụ Sọl mgbe ọ dabeere nʼùbe ya. Mgbe ahụ ụgbọ agha ndị iro na ndị na-agba ịnyịnya agha na-esosi ya ike.
7 When he looked behind him, he saw me, and called to me. I answered, 'Here I am.'
Mgbe ọ hụrụ m, ọ kpọrọ m ka m bịakwute ya. Azara m ya sị, ‘Gịnị ka m nwere ike ime?’
8 He said to me, 'Who are you?' I answered him, 'I am an Amalekite.'
“Ọ jụrụ m sị, ‘Ị bụ onye?’ “Azara m ya sị, ‘Abụ m onye Amalek.’
9 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.'
“Ọ sị m, ‘Biko, bịa guzo nʼakụkụ m ka ị gbuo m, nʼihi na ọ bụ ezie na m dị ndụ, ma anọ m nnọọ nʼoke ihe mgbu nke ọnwụ.’
10 So I stood beside him, and killed him, because I was sure that he could not live after he had fallen. Then 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."
“Ya mere, eguzoro m nʼakụkụ ya, gbuo ya, nʼihi na amaara m na ọ gaghị adị ndụ tee anya. Ọ bụkwa mgbe m gbusịrị ya ka m kpupụrụ ya okpueze dị ya nʼisi, gbapụtakwa ya mgbaaka dị nʼogwe aka ya, chịrị ha, ka m chịtara gị ha, onyenwe m.”
11 Then David grabbed his clothes and tore them, and all the men with him did the same.
Mgbe Devid na ndị ikom ya nụrụ ihe ndị a. Ha dọwara uwe ha.
12 They mourned, and wept, and fasted until evening, for Saul, and for Jonathan his son, and for the people of Jehovah, and for the house of Israel; because they had fallen by the sword.
Ha ruru ụjụ. Kwaa akwa. Bukwaa ọnụ ruo oge anyasị nʼihi Sọl na Jonatan nwa ya nwoke, na nʼihi ndị agha Onyenwe anyị na ụlọ Izrel. Nʼihi na ha dara site na mma agha.
13 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."
Mgbe ahụ, Devid jụrụ nwokorobịa ahụ wetara ozi ahụ ajụjụ sị, “Olee ebe i si bịa?” Ọ zara sị ya, “Abụ m onye ọbịa, onye Amalek.”
14 David said to him, "How is it that you were not afraid to put forth your hand to destroy Jehovah's anointed?"
Devid jụrụ ya sị, “Gịnị mere i ji setịpụ aka gị, na-atụghị ụjọ, tigbuo onye Onyenwe anyị tere mmanụ?”
15 David called one of the young men, and said, "Go near, and fall on him." He struck him, so that he died.
Devid kpọrọ otu nʼime ndị ikom ya sị ya, “Gbuo ya!” Nwoke ahụ weere mma agha gbuo ya.
16 David said to him, "Your blood is on your head, for your mouth has testified against you, saying, 'I have killed Jehovah's anointed.'"
Mgbe ahụ Devid sịrị ya, “Ọbara gị laa gị nʼisi, nʼihi na ị ji ọnụ gị kwupụta sị, ‘Egburu m onye Onyenwe anyị tere mmanụ.’”
17 And David lamented with this lamentation over Saul and over Jonathan his son,
Emesịa, Devid depụtara abụ akwa a nʼihi Sọl na Jonatan.
18 and said it should be taught to the people of Judah. Look, it is written in the book of Jashar.
O nyere iwu ka akụziere ndị Juda, abụ ùta a. E dere ya nʼime akwụkwọ Jesha.
19 "Your glory, Israel, is slain on your high places. How the mighty have fallen.
“Ebube gị, gị Izrel, abụrụla ihe e gburu nʼebe gị niile dị elu. Lee ka ndị bụ dike si daa!
20 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 celebrate.
“Ekwutela ya na Gat. Ekwusala ya nʼokporoụzọ Ashkelọn. Ka ada ndị Filistia ghara ịṅụrị ọṅụ. Ka ụmụ inyom ndị a na-ebighị ugwu ghara iti mkpu ọṅụ.
21 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 dishonored. The shield of Saul, no longer anointed with oil.
“Unu ugwu Gilboa, ka igirigi maọbụ mmiri ozuzo ghara ịbịakwasị unu. Ka mmiri ozuzo gharakwa izokwasị nʼaja mbuli elu unu. Nʼihi na nʼelu unu ka a nọ merụọ ọta ndị dị ike. E, ọta Sọl, nke a na-adịghị etekwa mmanụ.
22 From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty, Jonathan's bow did not retreat. Saul's sword did not return empty.
“Site nʼọbara ndị e gburu egbu, site nʼanụ ahụ ndị dị ike. Ụta Jonatan alọghachighị azụ. Mma agha Sọl agbaghịkwa aka lọghachi.
23 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.
Sọl na Jonatan, na ndụ ha bụ ndị a hụrụ nʼanya. Ndị jupụtara nʼamara. Ma nʼọnwụ, nkewa ọbụla adịghị nʼetiti ha. Ha dị gara gara karịa ugo. Ha dị ike karịa ọdụm.
24 You daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, who clothed you luxuriously in scarlet, who put ornaments of gold on your clothing.
“Ụmụada Izrel, kwaaranụ Sọl akwa. Onye na-eji uwe uhie uhie chọọ unu mma. Onye ji uwe na ihe ịchọ mma ọlaedo chọọ unu mma.
25 How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle. Jonathan is slain on your high places.
“Lee ka ndị dị ike si daa nʼetiti ọgbọ agha. E gbuola Jonatan nʼelu ugwu;
26 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.
ana m eruru gị ụjụ, gị Jonatan, nwanne m nʼihi na ihe dị oke ọnụahịa ka ị bụụrụ m. Ịhụnanya i nwere nʼebe m nọ dị omimi karịa ịhụnanya ndị nwanyị.
27 How are the mighty fallen, and the weapons of war perished."
“Lee ka ndị dị ike si daa! Ngwa agha niile abụrụla ihe lara nʼiyi!”
