2 Samuel 1
1 After the death of Saul, David returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites and stayed in Ziklag two days.
Tukun Saul el misa, David el foloko ke el tuh kutangla mwet Amalek, na el muta in acn Ziklag ke len luo.
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.
Ke len toko ah, mwet fusr se tuku liki nien aktuktuk lal Saul. El tuh seya nuknuk lal ac sang fohkfok nu fin sifal in akkalemye asor lal. El som nu yorol David ac srimi nwe infohk uh in akfulatyal.
3 “Where have you come from?” David asked. “I have escaped from the Israelite camp,” he replied.
David el siyuk sel, “Kom tuku ya me?” El topuk, “Nga kaingla liki nien aktuktuk lun mwet Israel.”
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.”
David el fahk, “Fahk nu sik lah mea sikyak.” Na el topuk, “Mwet mweun lasr ah kaingla liki mweun ah, ac pukanten mwet lasr anwuki. Saul ac Jonathan wen natul, wi pac misa.”
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?”
Na David el fahk, “Kom etu fuka lah Saul ac Jonathan misa?”
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.
El topuk, “Nga tuh muta Fineol Gilboa, ac nga liye ke Saul el fungyang nu fin osra natul ah, na chariot ac mwet kasrusr fin horse lun mwet lokoalok ah apkuranyang nu yorol.
7 When he turned around and saw me, he called out and I answered, ‘Here I am!’
Na el forma twe liyeyuyak, ac el pangonyu. Na nga fahk, ‘Mea?’
8 ‘Who are you?’ he asked. So I told him, ‘I am an Amalekite.’
Na el siyuk lah su nga uh, na nga fahk lah nga mwet Amalek.
9 Then he begged me, ‘Stand over me and kill me, for agony has seized me, but my life still lingers.’
Na el fahk, ‘Fahsru ac uniyuwi! Nga arulana kineta, ac nga apkuran in misa.’
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.”
Ouinge nga kalukyang nu yorol ac unilya, mweyen nga etu lah el ac na misa na el fin putatyang nu fac. Na nga eisla tefuro lal liki sifal, ac mwe naweyuk ke paol, pa nga use nu sum inge.”
11 Then David took hold of his own clothes and tore them, and all the men who were with him did the same.
David el arulana asor ac seya nuknuk lal, ac mwet lal nukewa oru oapana.
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.
Elos asor ac tung ac eoksra nwe ke ekela kacl Saul ac Jonathan, oayapa ke Israel, mwet lun LEUM GOD, mweyen arulana pukanten mwet anwuki ke mweun ah.
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.”
Na David el siyuk sin mwet fusr se su use pweng se inge nu sel, “Kom mwet ya?” El topuk, “Nga mwet Amalek, tusruktu nga muta facl sum uh.”
14 So David asked him, “Why were you not afraid to lift your hand to destroy the LORD’s anointed?”
David el siyuk sel, “Kom ku tia sangeng in uniya tokosra se su sulosolla sin LEUM GOD?”
15 Then David summoned one of the young men and said, “Go, execute him!” So the young man struck him down, and he died.
Na David el pangonma sie mwet lal ac fahk, “Unilya!” Ac mwet sac sringilya mwet Amalek sac, ac el misa.
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.’”
Ac David el fahk nu sin mwet Amalek sac, “Misa lom ma sum sifacna. Kom sifacna sot mwatum ke kom fahkak lah pwaye kom uniya sie su LEUM GOD El sulela in tokosra.”
17 Then David took up this lament for Saul and his son Jonathan,
David el onkakin on in eoksra se inge kacl Saul ac Jonathan,
18 and he ordered that the sons of Judah be taught the Song of the Bow. It is written in the Book of Jashar:
ac el sapkin in lutiyuk nu sin mwet Judah. (Simla tari in [Book in Jashar].)
19 “Your glory, O Israel, lies slain on your heights. How the mighty have fallen!
“Fin tohktok lun Israel, mwet kol lasr misa we! Mwet mweun pulaiklana lasr elos ikori we!
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.
Nimet fahkak nu in acn Gath, Ku ke inkanek in Ashkelon. Nimet oru tuh mutan Philistia in pwar; Nimet lela tuh an nutin mwet pegan in enganak.
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.
“Lela in wangin af ku aunfong putat nu fin tohktok Gilboa; Lela in wangin fokin ima we pacl nukewa! Mwe mwekin se lah mwe loang lun mwet pulaik lasr in oan we; Mwe loang lal Saul tia sifil mosrweyuk.
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.
Pisr natul Jonathan uniya mwet lokoalok puspis, Osra natul Saul tia etu pakoten — Sringilya mwet fokoko, ac uniya mwet lokoalok.
23 Saul and Jonathan, beloved and delightful in life, were not divided in death. They were swifter than eagles, they were stronger than lions.
“Saul ac Jonathan, wolana ac saok; Tukeni ke moul, tukeni ke misa; Mui liki eagle, fokoko liki lion.
24 O daughters of Israel, weep for Saul, who clothed you in scarlet and luxury, who decked your garments with ornaments of gold.
“Mutan Israel, kowos in mwemelil kacl Saul! El nukumkowosyang ke nuknuk srusra yohk molo, Ac nawekowos ke mwe yun ac gold.
25 How the mighty have fallen in the thick of battle! Jonathan lies slain on your heights.
“Mwet mweun pulaik ikori tari, Anwuki elos ke mweun. Jonathan el misa oan fin tohktok uh.
26 I grieve for you, Jonathan, my brother. You were delightful to me; your love to me was extraordinary, surpassing the love of women.
“Nga arulana asor keim, Jonathan, ma lik; Kom tuh arulana saok sik! Fuka lupan woiyen lungse lom nu sik, Wo liki lungse lun sie mutan.
27 How the mighty have fallen and the weapons of war have perished!”
“Mwet mweun pulaik ikori tari, Mwe mweun natulos sisila ac wanginla sripa.”
