2 Samuel 1

1 Da David efter Sauls Død var vendt tilbage fra Sejren over Amalek og havde opholdt sig to Dage i Ziklag,

Now it came to pass after the death of Saul, when David was returned from smiting the 'Amalekites, that David abode in Ziklag two days.

2 kom der Tredjedagen en Mand fra Hæren, fra Saul, med sønderrevne Klæder og Jord paa Hovedet, og da han kom hen til David, kastede han sig til Jorden og bøjede sig.

And 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 it happened, when he came to David, that he fell to the earth, and prostrated himself.

3 David spurgte ham: »Hvor kommer du fra?« Han svarede: »Jeg slap bort fra Israels Hær!«

And David said unto him, From where comest thou? And he said unto him, Out of the camp of Israel am I escaped.

4 David sagde da til ham: »Hvorledes gik det? Fortæl mig det!« Han svarede: »Folket flygtede fra Kampen, og mange af Folket faldt og døde; ogsaa Saul og hans Søn Jonatan er døde.«

And David said unto him, What took place there? I pray thee, tell me. And he said, That the people are fled from the battle, and that also many of the people are fallen and have died; and that also Saul and Jonathan his son are dead.

5 Da sagde David til den unge Mand, som bragte ham Budet: »Hvoraf ved du, at Saul og hans Søn Jonatan er døde?«

And David said unto the young man that told him, How knowest thou that Saul is dead as also Jonathan his son?

6 Den unge Mand, der bragte ham Budet, svarede: »Det traf sig, at jeg var paa Gilboas Bjerg, og se, Saul stod lænet til sit Spyd, medens Vognene og Rytterne trængte ham;

And the young man that told him said, I happened entirely by chance to be upon mount Gilboa', when, behold, there was Saul leaning upon his spear; and, lo, the chariots and horsemen had overtaken him.

7 og da han vendte sig om, fik han Øje paa mig og kaldte paa mig; og jeg sagde: Her er jeg!

And he turned round, and he saw me, and called unto me, And I said, Here am I.

8 Da spurgte han mig: Hvem er du? Og jeg svarede: Jeg er en Amalekit!

And he said unto me, Who art thou! And I answered him, An 'Amalekite am I.

9 Saa sagde han til mig: Kom herhen og giv mig Dødsstødet! Thi Krampen har grebet mig, men jeg lever endnu!

And he said unto me, Place thyself, I pray thee, by me, and slay me; for a mortal tremor hath seized on me, although my life is yet whole in me.

10 Og jeg traadte hen til ham og gav ham Dødsstødet, thi jeg saa, at han ikke kunde leve, naar han faldt om. Saa tog jeg Diademet, han havde paa Hovedet, og et Armbaand, han bar paa Armen, og dem har jeg med hid til min Herre.«

So I placed myself by him, and slew him, because I was sure that he could not live after his fall; and I took the crown that was upon his head, and the bracelet that was on his arm, and I have brought them unto my lord hither.

11 Da tog David fat i sine Klæder og sønderrev dem, og ligesaa gjorde alle hans Mænd;

David thereupon took hold of his clothes, and rent them; and [so did] likewise all the men that were with him:

12 og de holdt Klage, græd og fastede til Aften over Saul og hans Søn Jonatan og HERRENS Folk og Israels Hus, fordi de var faldet for Sværdet.

And they lamented, and wept, and fasted until the evening, for Saul, and for Jonathan his son, and for the people of the Lord, and for the house of Israel; because they were fallen by the sword.

13 Derpaa sagde David til den unge Mand, som havde bragt ham Budet: »Hvor er du fra?« Han svarede: »Jeg er Søn af en Amalekit, der bor her som fremmed.«

And David said unto the young man that told him, Whence art thou? And he said, The son of a stranger, an 'Amalekite, am I.

14 Da sagde David: »Frygtede du dog ikke for at lægge Haand paa HERRENS Salvede og dræbe ham!«

And David said unto him, How wast thou not afraid to stretch forth thy hand to destroy the Lord's anointed?

15 David kaldte saa paa en af sine Folk og sagde: »Kom herhen og stød ham ned!« Og han slog ham ihjel.

And David called one of the young men, and said, Come near, and fall upon him. And he smote him that he died.

16 Men David sagde til ham: »Dit Blod komme over dit eget Hoved! Thi din egen Mund vidnede imod dig, da du sagde: Jeg gav HERRENS Salvede Dødsstødet!«

And David said unto him, Thy blood is upon thy own head; for thy mouth hath testified against thee, saying, I myself have slain the Lord's anointed.

17 Da sang David denne Klagesang over Saul og hans Søn Jonatan.

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

18 Den skal læres af Judas Sønner; den staar optegnet i de Oprigtiges Bog.

And he said, That the children of Judah should be taught the bow; behold it is written in the book of Yashar.

19 Din Pryd, Israel, ligger dræbt paa dine Høje. Ak, at dog Heltene faldt!

O beauty of Israel! upon the high places slain: how are the mighty fallen!

20 Forkynd det ikke i Gat, ej lyde der Glædesbud paa Askalons Gader, at ikke Filisternes Døtre skal fryde sig, de uomskaarnes Døtre juble!

Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Ashkelon; that the daughters of the Philistines may not be glad, that the daughters of the uncircumcised may not rejoice.

21 Gilboas Bjerge! Ej falde Dug og Regn paa eder, I Dødens Vange! Thi Heltenes Skjolde vanæredes der; Sauls Skjold er ej salvet med Olie.

O mountains of Gilboa', no dew, nor rain be upon you, nor fields of offerings; for there the shield of the mighty was stained, the shield of Saul, as though it had not been anointed with oil.

22 Uden faldnes Blod, uden Heltes Fedt kom Jonatans Bue ikke tilbage, Sauls Sværd ikke sejrløst hjem.

From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty, the bow of Jonathan turned never back, and the sword of Saul never returned empty.

23 Saul og Jonatan, de elskelige, hulde, skiltes ikke i Liv eller Død; hurtigere var de end Ørne, stærkere var de end Løver!

Saul and Jonathan, the beloved and the dear in their lives, were even in their death not divided: more than eagles were they swift, more than lions were they strong.

24 O, Israels Døtre, græd over Saul, som klædte eder yndigt i Purpur, satte Guldsmykker paa eders Klæder!

O daughters of Israel, weep for Saul, who clothed you in scarlet, with beautiful dresses, who put on ornaments of gold upon your apparel.

25 Ak, at dog Heltene faldt i Slagets Tummel — dræbt ligger Jonatan paa dine Høje!

How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle! O Jonathan, on thy high places slain.

26 Jeg sørger over dig, Jonatan, Broder, du var mig saare kær; underfuld var mig din Kærlighed, mere end Kvinders Kærlighed.

I am distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan; very dear hast thou been unto me: wonderful was thy love for me, passing the love of women.

27 Ak, at dog Heltene faldt, Stridsvaabnene lagdes øde!

How are the mighty fallen, and lost the instruments of war!