2 Samuel 1

1 After the death of Saul, when David had returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites, and David had stayed two days in Ziklag,

Og det skete efter Sauls Død, der David var kommen tilbage efter at have slaaet Amalekiterne, da blev David i Ziklag to Dage.

2 on the third day, behold, a man came out of the camp from Saul, with his clothes torn and earth on his head. When he came to David, he fell to the earth and showed respect.

Og det skete paa den tredje Dag, se, da kom en Mand fra Lejren fra Saul, og hans Klæder vare sønderrevne, og der var Jord paa hans Hoved, og det skete, der han kom til David, da faldt han ned paa Jorden og nedbøjede sig.

3 David said to him, “Where do you come from?” He said to him, “I have escaped out of the camp of Israel.”

Og David sagde til ham: Hvorfra kommer du? og han sagde til ham: Jeg er undkommen af Israels Lejr.

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. Saul and Jonathan his son are dead also.”

Og David sagde til ham: Hvad er der sket for en Sag? Kære, kundgør mig det! Og han sagde: Alt Folket flyede fra Slaget, der faldt ogsaa meget af Folket og døde, ja endog Saul og Jonathan, hans Søn, ere døde.

5 David said to the young man who told him, “How do you know that Saul and Jonathan his son are dead?”

Og David sagde til den unge Karl, som forkyndte ham dette: Hvorledes ved du, at Saul og Jonathan, hans Søn, ere døde?

6 The young man who told him said, “As I happened by chance on Mount Gilboa, behold, Saul was leaning on his spear; and behold, the chariots and the horsemen followed close behind him.

Da sagde den unge Karl, som forkyndte ham det: Det hændte sig, at jeg kom paa Gilboas Bjerg, og se, Saul støttede sig paa sit Spyd, og se, Vogne og Rytternes Anførere trængte ind paa ham.

7 When he looked behind him, he saw me and called to me. I answered, ‘Here I am.’

Og han saa omkring bag sig og saa mig, og han kaldte ad mig, og jeg sagde: Se, her er jeg.

8 He said to me, ‘Who are you?’ I answered him, ‘I am an Amalekite.’

Og han sagde til mig: Hvo er du? og jeg sagde til ham: Jeg er en Amalekiter.

9 He said to me, ‘Please stand beside me, and kill me, for anguish has taken hold of me because my life lingers in me.’

Da sagde han til mig: Kære, træd hen til mig, og dræb mig, thi Krampen har grebet mig; men Livet er endnu ganske i mig.

10 So I stood beside him and killed him, because I was sure that he could not live after 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.”

Og jeg traadte hen til ham og dræbte ham, thi jeg vidste, at han ikke kunde leve efter sit Fald; og jeg tog Kronen, som var paa hans Hoved, og Armsmykket, som var paa hans Arm, og har bragt dem hid til min Herre.

11 Then David took hold on his clothes and tore them; and all the men who were with him did likewise.

Da tog David fat i sine Klæder og sønderrev dem, og ligervis alle Mændene, som vare hos ham.

12 They mourned, wept, and fasted until evening for Saul and for Jonathan his son, and for the people of Yahweh, and for the house of Israel, because they had fallen by the sword.

Og de sørgede og græd og fastede indtil Aftenen over Saul og over Jonathan, hans Søn, og over Herrens Folk og over Israels Hus, at de vare faldne ved Sværdet.

13 David said to the young man who told him, “Where are you from?” He answered, “I am the son of a foreigner, an Amalekite.”

Og David sagde til den unge Karl, som gav ham det til Kende: Hvorfra er du? og han sagde: Jeg er en fremmed amalekitisk Mands Søn.

14 David said to him, “Why were you not afraid to stretch out your hand to destroy Yahweh’s anointed?”

Og David sagde til ham: Hvorledes frygtede du ikke for at udrække din Haand til at dræbe Herrens Salvede?

15 David called one of the young men and said, “Go near, and cut him down!” He struck him so that he died.

Og David kaldte ad en af de unge Karle og sagde: Kom frem, fald an paa ham; og han slog ham, saa at han døde.

16 David said to him, “Your blood be on your head, for your mouth has testified against you, saying, ‘I have slain Yahweh’s anointed.’”

Og David sagde til ham: Dit Blod være over dit Hoved; thi din Mund vidnede imod dig, da du sagde: Jeg har dræbt Herrens Salvede.

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

Og David sang denne Klagesang over Saul og over Jonathan, hans Søn,

18 (and he commanded them to teach the children of Judah the song of the bow; behold, it is written in the book of Jashar):

og han befalede, at man skulde lære Judas Børn „Buen‟; se, den er skreven i den oprigtiges Bog:

19 “Your glory, Israel, was slain on your high places! How the mighty have fallen!

O Israels Pryd! paa dine Høje ligger han ihjelslagen; hvorledes ere de vældige faldne?

20 Don’t tell it in Gath. Don’t publish it in the streets of Ashkelon, lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph.

Giver det ikke til Kende i Gath, bebuder det ikke paa Gaderne i Askalon, at Filisternes Døtre ikke skulle glæde sig, at de uomskaarnes Døtre ikke skulle fryde sig!

21 You mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew or rain on you, and no fields of offerings; for there the shield of the mighty was defiled and cast away, the shield of Saul was not anointed with oil.

I Bjerge udi Gilboa! der skal ikke komme Dug, ej heller Regn paa eder, der skal ej heller være Agre med Offergaver; thi der er de vældiges Skjold besmittet, Sauls Skjold ikke salvet med Olie.

22 From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty, Jonathan’s bow didn’t turn back. Saul’s sword didn’t return empty.

Jonathans Bue vendte ikke tilbage fra de ihjelslagnes Blod, fra de vældiges Fedme, og Sauls Sværd kom ikke tilbage forgæves.

23 Saul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in their lives. In their death, they were not divided. They were swifter than eagles. They were stronger than lions.

Saul og Jonathan vare elskelige og liflige i deres Liv, de bleve heller ikke adskilte i deres Død; de vare lettere end Ørne, de vare stærkere end Løver.

24 You daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, who clothed you delicately in scarlet, who put ornaments of gold on your clothing.

I Israels Døtre! græder over Saul, ham, som klædte eder stadseligt med Skarlagen, ham, som lod sætte Prydelse af Guld paa eders Klæder.

25 How the mighty have fallen in the middle of the battle! Jonathan was slain on your high places.

Hvorledes ere de vældige faldne midt i Slaget? Jonathan er ihjelslagen paa dine Høje!

26 I am distressed for you, my brother Jonathan. You have been very pleasant to me. Your love to me was wonderful, surpassing the love of women.

Jeg er saare bedrøvet for dig, min Broder Jonathan! du var mig saare liflig, din Kærlighed var mig underfuldere end Kvinders Kærlighed.

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

Hvorledes ere de vældige faldne, og Krigsvaaben gaaet tabte?