2 Samuel 1
1 After the death of Saul, David returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites and stayed in Ziklag two days.
Un notikās pēc Saula miršanas, kad Dāvids no Amalekiešu kaušanas bija atpakaļ griezies, tad Dāvids palika divas dienas Ciklagā.
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.
Un redzi, trešā dienā viens vīrs nāca no lēģera, no Saula, un viņa drēbes bija saplosītas, un zeme bija uz viņa galvas. Un kad viņš pie Dāvida nāca, viņš klanījās pie zemes mezdamies.
3 “Where have you come from?” David asked. “I have escaped from the Israelite camp,” he replied.
Un Dāvids uz to sacīja: no kurienes tu nāci? Un tas uz viņu sacīja: no Israēla lēģera esmu izbēdzis.
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.”
Tad Dāvids uz to sacīja: kā tur iet? Teic man jel! Un tas sacīja: tie ļaudis no kaušanās ir bēguši un daudz no tiem ļaudīm krituši un miruši, arī Sauls un Jonatāns, viņa dēls, ir miruši.
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?”
Tad Dāvids sacīja uz to puisi, kas viņam to teica: kā tu zini, ka Sauls un Jonatāns, viņa dēls, miruši?
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.
Tad tas puisis, kas viņam to teica, sacīja: nejauši es nācu uz Ģilboas kalniem un redzi, Sauls bija atspiedies uz savu šķēpu, un redzi, rati un jātnieki tam lauzās virsū.
7 When he turned around and saw me, he called out and I answered, ‘Here I am!’
Tad viņš griezās atpakaļ un mani ieraudzīja un mani sauca. Un es sacīju: še es esmu.
8 ‘Who are you?’ he asked. So I told him, ‘I am an Amalekite.’
Un viņš uz mani sacīja: kas tu esi? Un es uz to sacīju: esmu Amalekietis.
9 Then he begged me, ‘Stand over me and kill me, for agony has seized me, but my life still lingers.’
Un viņš uz mani sacīja: nāc šurp pie manis un nokauj mani, jo izbailes mani pārņēmušas, un mana dzīvība vēl ir vesela iekš manis.
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.”
Tad es pie tā piegāju un to nokāvu, jo es gan zināju, ka viņš pēc savas krišanas nevarēja dzīvot, un es paņēmu to kroni, kas bija uz viņa galvas, un viņa rokas greznumu un to nesu šurp pie sava kunga.
11 Then David took hold of his own clothes and tore them, and all the men who were with him did the same.
Tad Dāvids sakampa savas drēbes un tās saplēsa, tāpat arī visi tie vīri, kas pie viņa bija.
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.
Un tie žēlojās un raudāja un gavēja līdz vakaram par Saulu un par viņa dēlu Jonatānu un par Tā Kunga ļaudīm un par Israēla namu, tāpēc ka tie caur zobenu bija krituši.
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.”
Un Dāvids sacīja uz to puisi, kas viņam to bija teicis: no kurienes tu esi? Un viņš sacīja: es esmu sveša vīra, viena Amalekieša, dēls.
14 So David asked him, “Why were you not afraid to lift your hand to destroy the LORD’s anointed?”
Un Dāvids uz to sacīja: kā tu neesi bijies izstiept savu roku, nomaitāt Tā Kunga svaidīto?
15 Then David summoned one of the young men and said, “Go, execute him!” So the young man struck him down, and he died.
Un Dāvids sauca vienu no tiem puišiem un sacīja: nāc, nokauj viņu. Un tas to kāva, ka tas nomira.
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.’”
Un Dāvids uz to sacīja, tavas asinis lai paliek uz tavas galvas, jo tava paša mute pret tevi ir liecinājusi sacīdama: es Tā Kunga svaidīto esmu nokāvis.
17 Then David took up this lament for Saul and his son Jonathan,
Tad Dāvids dziedāja šo vaidu dziesmu par Saulu un par viņa dēlu Jonatānu,
18 and he ordered that the sons of Judah be taught the Song of the Bow. It is written in the Book of Jashar:
Un pavēlēja lai Jūda bērniem to stopa dziesmu mācītu (redzi, tā ir rakstīta tā taisnā grāmatā):
19 “Your glory, O Israel, lies slain on your heights. How the mighty have fallen!
Israēla glītums uz taviem kalniem nokauts! Kā tie varenie krituši!
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.
Nestāstat to Gatā, neteiciet to Askalonas ielās, ka Fīlistu meitas nepriecājās, ka neapgraizīto meitas nelīksmojās!
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.
Ģilboas kalni, lai rasa un lietus vairs nav uz jums, nedz tīrumi upuru dāvanām, jo tur to vareno priekšturamās bruņas ir nomestas, Saula priekšturamās bruņas ar eļļu nesvaidītas.
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.
Jonatāna stops nekad nav dzīts atpakaļ un Saula zobens nekad nav pārnācis bez nokauto asinīm un vareno taukiem.
23 Saul and Jonathan, beloved and delightful in life, were not divided in death. They were swifter than eagles, they were stronger than lions.
Sauls un Jonatāns, mīlīgi un laipni, dzīvībā un nāvē tie nav šķirti; tie bija vieglāki nekā ērgļi un stiprāki nekā lauvas.
24 O daughters of Israel, weep for Saul, who clothed you in scarlet and luxury, who decked your garments with ornaments of gold.
Israēla meitas, raudiet par Saulu, kas jūs krāšņi tērpa ar purpuru, kas jūsu drēbes pušķoja ar zelta glītumiem.
25 How the mighty have fallen in the thick of battle! Jonathan lies slain on your heights.
Kā tie varenie ir krituši kara vidū! Jonatāns ir nokauts uz taviem kalniem.
26 I grieve for you, Jonathan, my brother. You were delightful to me; your love to me was extraordinary, surpassing the love of women.
Man ir žēl pēc tevis, mans brāli Jonatān! Tu man biji ļoti mīļš, tava mīlestība man bija saldāka, nekā sievas mīlestība.
27 How the mighty have fallen and the weapons of war have perished!”
Kā tie varenie krituši un kara ieroči gājuši bojā!
