2 Samuel 1
1 After the death of Saul, David returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites and stayed in Ziklag two days.
| وَبَعْدَ مَوْتِ شَاوُلَ وَعَوْدَةِ دَاوُدَ منْ مُحَارَبَةِ الْعَمَالِقَةِ مَكَثَ دَاوُدُ فِي صِقْلَغَ يَوْمَيْنِ. | ١ |
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.
| وَأَقْبَلَ رَجُلٌ فِي الْيَوْمِ الثَّالِثِ مِنْ مُعَسْكَرِ شَاوُلَ بِثِيَابٍ مُمَزَّقَةٍ وَرَأْسٍ مُعَفَّرٍ وَخَرَّ عِنْدَ قَدَمَيْ دَاوُدَ سَاجِداً. | ٢ |
3 “Where have you come from?” David asked. “I have escaped from the Israelite camp,” he replied.
| فَسَأَلَهُ دَاوُدُ: «مِنْ أَيْنَ أَقْبَلْتَ؟» فَأَجَابَ: «مِنْ مُعَسْكَرِ إِسْرَائِيلَ نَاجِياً بِنَفْسِي». | ٣ |
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.”
| فَسَأَلَهُ دَاوُدُ: «مَاذَا جَرَى؟ أَخْبِرْنِي» فَقَالَ: «لَقَدْ هَرَبَ الْجَيْشُ مِنْ سَاحَةِ الْقِتَالِ، وَقُتِلَ جَمعٌ غَفِيرٌ مِنْهُمْ، وَمَاتَ شَاوُلُ وَابْنُهُ يُونَاثَانُ أَيْضاً» | ٤ |
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?”
| فَسَأَلَهُ دَاوُدُ: «كَيْفَ عَرَفْتَ بِمَوْتِ شَاوُلَ وَابْنِهِ يُونَاثَانَ؟» | ٥ |
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.
| فَأَجَابَ: «صَادَفَ أَنَّنِي كُنْتُ فِي جَبَلِ جِلْبُوعَ عِنْدَمَا رَأَيْتُ شَاوُلَ يَتَوَكَّأُ عَلَى رُمْحِهِ وَعَرَبَاتُ الأَعْدَاءِ وَفُرْسَانُهُمْ يَتَعَقَّبُونَهُ. | ٦ |
7 When he turned around and saw me, he called out and I answered, ‘Here I am!’
| وَمَالَبِثَ أَنِ الْتَفَتَ وَرَاءَهُ. وَحِينَ شَاهَدَنِي استَدْعَانِي إِلَيْهِ. | ٧ |
8 ‘Who are you?’ he asked. So I told him, ‘I am an Amalekite.’
| وَسَأَلَنِي: مَنْ أَنْتَ؟ فَأَجَبْتُ: عَمَالِيقِيٌّ | ٨ |
9 Then he begged me, ‘Stand over me and kill me, for agony has seized me, but my life still lingers.’
| فَقَالَ لِي: قِفْ عَلَيَّ وَاقْتُلْنِي لأَنَّنِي أُقَاسِي مِنْ فَرْطِ الأَلَمِ، وَالْحَيَاةُ مَازَالَتْ تَسْرِي فِي جَسَدِي. | ٩ |
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.”
| فَوَقَفْتُ عَلَيْهِ وَقَتَلْتُهُ، لأَنَّنِي أَدْرَكْتُ أَنَّهُ مَيْتٌ لَا مَحَالَةَ بَعْدَ سُقُوطِهِ، فَأَخَذْتُ الإِكْلِيلَ الَّذِي فَوْقَ رَأْسِهِ وَالسُّوَارَ الَّذِي عَلَى ذِرَاعِهِ وَأَتَيْتُ بِهِمَا إِلَى سَيِّدِي». | ١٠ |
11 Then David took hold of his own clothes and tore them, and all the men who were with him did the same.
| فَمَزَّقَ دَاوُدُ وَرِجَالُهُ الَّذِينَ مَعَهُ ثِيَابَهُمْ. | ١١ |
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.
| وَنَدَبُوا وَنَاحُوا وَصَامُوا إِلَى الْمَسَاءِ عَلَى شَاوُلَ وَعَلَى بَنِي إِسْرَائِيلَ الَّذِينَ قُتِلُوا فِي الْمَعْرَكَةِ. | ١٢ |
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.”
| ثُمَّ قَالَ دَاوُدُ لِلرَّجُلِ الَّذِي أَبْلَغَهُ النَّبَأَ: «مِنْ أَيْنَ أَنْتَ؟» فَقَالَ: «أَنَا ابْنُ رَجُلٍ غَرِيبٍ، عَمَالِيقِيٌّ» | ١٣ |
14 So David asked him, “Why were you not afraid to lift your hand to destroy the LORD’s anointed?”
| فَقَالَ دَاوُدُ: «كَيْفَ جَرُؤْتَ أَنْ تَمُدَّ يَدَكَ لِتَقْتُلَ الْمَلِكَ مُخْتَارَ الرَّبِّ؟» | ١٤ |
15 Then David summoned one of the young men and said, “Go, execute him!” So the young man struck him down, and he died.
| وَأَمَرَ دَاوُدُ أَحَدَ رِجَالِهِ قَائِلاً: «تَقَدَّمْ، وَاقْتُلْهُ». فَأَغْمَدَ فِيهِ سَيْفَهُ فَمَاتَ. | ١٥ |
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.’”
| وَقَالَ دَاوُدُ: «دَمُكَ عَلَى رَأْسِكَ، لأَنَّ فَمَكَ شَهِدَ عَلَيْكَ بَعْدَ اعْتِرَافِكَ أَنَّكَ قَتَلْتَ مُخْتَارَ الرَّبِّ». | ١٦ |
17 Then David took up this lament for Saul and his son Jonathan,
| وَرَثَا دَاوُدُ شَاوُلَ وَابْنَهُ يُونَاثَانَ بِهَذِهِ الْمَرْثَاةِ، | ١٧ |
18 and he ordered that the sons of Judah be taught the Song of the Bow. It is written in the Book of Jashar:
| وَأَمَرَ أَنْ يَتَعَلَّمَهَا بَنُو يَهُوذَا، وَهِيَ بِعُنْوَانِ: «نَشِيدُ الْقَوْسِ» الْمُدَوَّنَةُ فِي سِفْرِ يَاشَرَ. | ١٨ |
19 “Your glory, O Israel, lies slain on your heights. How the mighty have fallen!
| «مَجْدُكَ، مَجْدُكَ يَا إِسْرَائِيلُ صَرِيعٌ فَوْقَ رَوَابِيكَ. كَيْفَ تَهَاوَى الأَبْطَالُ؟ | ١٩ |
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.
| لَا تُخْبِرُوا فِي جَتَّ، وَلا تُبَشِّرُوا فِي شَوَارِعِ أَشْقَلُونَ، لِئَلّا تَفْرَحَ بَنَاتُ الْفِلِسْطِينِيِّينَ، لِئَلّا تَشْمَتَ بَنَاتُ الْغُلْفِ. | ٢٠ |
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.
| يَا جِبَالَ جِلْبُوعَ، لَا يَكُنْ عَلَيْكُنَّ طَلٌّ وَلا مَطَرٌ، وَلا حُقُولٌ تُغِلُّ مَحَاصِيلَ تَقْدِمَاتٍ، لأَنَّ هُنَاكَ تَهَاوَى تُرْسُ الأَبْطَالِ. تُرْسُ شَاوُلَ لَمْ يَعُدْ يَلْمَعُ بِالزَّيْتِ. | ٢١ |
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.
| مِنْ دَمِ الْقَتْلَى، وَمِنْ لَحْمِ الشُّجْعَانِ لَمْ يَرْتَدَّ قَوْسُ يُونَاثَانَ، وَسَيْفُ شَاوُلَ لَمْ يَرْجِعْ مُخْفِقاً. | ٢٢ |
23 Saul and Jonathan, beloved and delightful in life, were not divided in death. They were swifter than eagles, they were stronger than lions.
| شَاوُلُ وَيُونَاثَانُ الْمَحْبُوبَانِ، وَمَثَارَا الإِعْجَابِ فِي حَيَاتِهِمَا لَمْ يَفْتَرِقَا حَتَّى فِي الْمَوْتِ. كَانَا أَخَفَّ مِنَ النُّسُورِ، وَأَقْوَى مِنَ الأُسُودِ. | ٢٣ |
24 O daughters of Israel, weep for Saul, who clothed you in scarlet and luxury, who decked your garments with ornaments of gold.
| يَا بَنَاتِ إِسْرَائِيلَ، نُحْنَ عَلَى شَاوُلَ الَّذِي أَلْبَسَكُنَّ ثِيَابَ الْقِرْمِزِ وَرَفَّهَكُنَّ وَزَيَّنَ ثِيَابَكُنَّ بِالْحُلِيِّ الذَّهَبِيَّةِ. | ٢٤ |
25 How the mighty have fallen in the thick of battle! Jonathan lies slain on your heights.
| كَيْفَ تَهَاوَى الأَبْطَالُ فِي خِضَمِّ الْحَرْبِ؟ يُونَاثَانُ عَلَى رَوَابِيكِ مَقْتُولٌ. | ٢٥ |
26 I grieve for you, Jonathan, my brother. You were delightful to me; your love to me was extraordinary, surpassing the love of women.
| لَشَدَّ مَا تَضَايَقْتُ عَلَيْكَ ياأَخِي يُونَاثَانُ. كُنْتَ عَزِيزاً جِدّاً عَلَيَّ، وَمَحَبَّتُكَ لِي كَانَتْ مَحَبَّةً عَجِيبَةً، أَرْوَعَ مِنْ مَحَبَّةِ النِّسَاءِ. | ٢٦ |
27 How the mighty have fallen and the weapons of war have perished!”
| كَيْفَ تَهَاوَى الأَبْطَالُ وَفَنِيَتْ عُدَّةُ الْقِتَالِ». | ٢٧ |
