2 Samuel 1
1 After the death of Saul, David returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites and stayed in Ziklag two days.
Kwasekusithi emva kokufa kukaSawuli, uDavida esephendukile ekutshayeni amaAmaleki, uDavida wahlala insuku ezimbili eZikilagi.
2 On the third day a man with torn clothes and dust on his head arrived from Saul’s camp. When he came to David, he fell to the ground to pay him homage.
Kwasekusithi ngosuku lwesithathu, khangela, kwafika umuntu evela enkambeni evela kuSawuli, ozigqoko zakhe zazidatshuliwe, elenhlabathi ekhanda lakhe. Kwasekusithi efika kuDavida wawela emhlabathini, wakhonza.
3 “Where have you come from?” David asked. “I have escaped from the Israelite camp,” he replied.
UDavida wasesithi kuye: Uvela ngaphi? Wasesithi kuye: Ngiphephile enkambeni yakoIsrayeli.
4 “What was the outcome?” David asked. “Please tell me.” “The troops fled from the battle,” he replied. “Many of them fell and died. And Saul and his son Jonathan are also dead.”
UDavida wasesithi kuye: Lunjani udaba? Akungitshele. Wasesithi: Abantu babalekile empini, labanengi babantu labo bawile njalo bafile, uSawuli laye loJonathani indodana yakhe labo bafile.
5 Then David asked the young man who had brought him the report, “How do you know that Saul and his son Jonathan are dead?”
UDavida wasesithi kulelojaha elalimbikela: Wazi njani ukuthi uSawuli loJonathani indodana yakhe bafile?
6 “I happened to be on Mount Gilboa,” he replied, “and there was Saul, leaning on his spear, with the chariots and the cavalry closing in on him.
Lelojaha elalimbikela laselisithi: Kuthe ngisithi thutshu entabeni yeGilibowa, khangela, uSawuli eyeme emkhontweni wakhe, khangela-ke, inqola labagadi bamabhiza kwakumnamathele.
7 When he turned around and saw me, he called out and I answered, ‘Here I am!’
Lapho enyemukula, wasengibona, wangibiza; ngasengisithi: Khangela ngilapha.
8 ‘Who are you?’ he asked. So I told him, ‘I am an Amalekite.’
Wasesithi kimi: Ungubani? Ngasengisithi kuye: NgingumAmaleki.
9 Then he begged me, ‘Stand over me and kill me, for agony has seized me, but my life still lingers.’
Wasesithi kimi: Ake ume phezu kwami ungibulale; ngoba ubuhlungu obukhulu bungehlele, ngoba impilo yami isaphelele kimi.
10 So I stood over him and killed him, because I knew that after he had fallen he could not survive. And I took the crown that was on his head and the band that was on his arm, and I have brought them here to my lord.”
Ngakho ngema phezu kwakhe ngambulala, ngoba ngazi ukuthi angeke aphile emva kokuwa kwakhe. Ngasengithatha umqhele owawusekhanda lakhe, lesongo elalisengalweni yakhe, ngikulethile lapha enkosini yami.
11 Then David took hold of his own clothes and tore them, and all the men who were with him did the same.
UDavida wasebamba izigqoko zakhe wazidabula, njalo lawo wonke amadoda ayelaye.
12 They mourned and wept and fasted until evening for Saul and his son Jonathan, and for the people of the LORD and the house of Israel, because they had fallen by the sword.
Basebelila, bakhala inyembezi, bazila ukudla kwaze kwahlwa ngenxa kaSawuli, langenxa kaJonathani indodana yakhe, langenxa yabantu beNkosi, langenxa yendlu kaIsrayeli, ngoba babewe ngenkemba.
13 And David inquired of the young man who had brought him the report, “Where are you from?” “I am the son of a foreigner,” he answered. “I am an Amalekite.”
UDavida wasesithi kulelojaha elalimbikele: Uvela ngaphi? Laselisithi: Ngiyindodana yomuntu wezizweni, umAmaleki.
14 So David asked him, “Why were you not afraid to lift your hand to destroy the LORD’s anointed?”
UDavida wasesithi kulo: Kawesabanga njani ukwelula isandla sakho ukubhubhisa ogcotshiweyo weNkosi?
15 Then David summoned one of the young men and said, “Go, execute him!” So the young man struck him down, and he died.
UDavida wasebiza elinye lamajaha, wathi: Sondela ulidumele. Laselilitshaya laze lafa.
16 For David had said to the Amalekite, “Your blood be on your own head because your own mouth has testified against you, saying, ‘I killed the LORD’s anointed.’”
UDavida wasesithi kulo: Igazi lakho kalibe phezu kwekhanda lakho; ngoba umlomo wakho ufakaze umelene lawe, usithi: Mina ngimbulele ogcotshiweyo weNkosi.
17 Then David took up this lament for Saul and his son Jonathan,
UDavida waselila lesisililo ngenxa kaSawuli loJonathani indodana yakhe
18 and he ordered that the sons of Judah be taught the Song of the Bow. It is written in the Book of Jashar:
(lapho wathi kufundiswe abantwana bakoJuda "IDandili"; khangela, kubhaliwe egwalweni lukaJashari):
19 “Your glory, O Israel, lies slain on your heights. How the mighty have fallen!
Ubuhle bukaIsrayeli bubulewe ezindaweni zakho eziphakemeyo. Awe njani amaqhawe!
20 Tell it not in Gath; proclaim it not in the streets of Ashkelon, lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, and the daughters of the uncircumcised exult.
Lingakukhulumi eGathi, lingakumemezeli ezitaladeni zeAshikeloni, hlezi athokoze amadodakazi amaFilisti, hlezi ajabule amadodakazi abangasokwanga.
21 O mountains of Gilboa, may you have no dew or rain, no fields yielding offerings of grain. For there the shield of the mighty was defiled, the shield of Saul, no longer anointed with oil.
Zintaba zeGilibowa, kakungabi khona amazolo kumbe izulu phezu kwenu, kumbe amasimu eminikelo. Ngoba izihlangu zamaqhawe zangcoliswa khona; isihlangu sikaSawuli singagcotshwanga ngamafutha.
22 From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty, the bow of Jonathan did not retreat, and the sword of Saul did not return empty.
Egazini lababuleweyo, emahwahweni amaqhawe idandili likaJonathani kaliphendukanga, lenkemba kaSawuli kayibuyelanga ize.
23 Saul and Jonathan, beloved and delightful in life, were not divided in death. They were swifter than eagles, they were stronger than lions.
USawuli loJonathani babethandeka bebahle empilweni zabo, lekufeni kwabo kabehlukaniswanga; babelesiqubu kulezinkozi, belamandla kulezilwane.
24 O daughters of Israel, weep for Saul, who clothed you in scarlet and luxury, who decked your garments with ornaments of gold.
Madodakazi akoIsrayeli, mkhaleleni inyembezi uSawuli, owaligqokisa ngokubomvu lentokozo, owafaka imiceciso yegolide phezu kwezigqoko zenu.
25 How the mighty have fallen in the thick of battle! Jonathan lies slain on your heights.
Awe njani amaqhawe phakathi kwempi! Jonathani, ubulewe endaweni zakho eziphakemeyo!
26 I grieve for you, Jonathan, my brother. You were delightful to me; your love to me was extraordinary, surpassing the love of women.
Ngidabukile ngawe, mfowethu Jonathani; ubumnandi kakhulu kimi, uthando lwakho belumangalisa kimi lusedlula uthando lwabesifazana.
27 How the mighty have fallen and the weapons of war have perished!”
Awe njani amaqhawe, zabhubha lezikhali zempi!
