2 Samuel 1
1 Now after the death of Saul, when David, having come back from the destruction of the Amalekites, had been in Ziklag for two days;
Bangʼ kane Saulo osetho, Daudi noduogo koa e lweny mane oloyoe jo-Amalek mi nonindo Ziklag ndalo ariyo.
2 On the third day a man came from Saul's tents, with his clothing out of order and earth on his head: and when he came to David, he went down on the earth and gave him honour.
Chiengʼ mar adek ngʼato nobiro koa e kambi mar Saulo korwako lewni moyiech to wiye otimo buru, kane ochopo ir Daudi nokulore nyaka piny komiye duongʼ.
3 And David said to him, Where have you come from? And he said, I have come in flight from the tents of Israel.
Daudi nopenje niya, “Ia kanye?” Nodwoke niya, “Atony kawuok e kambi mar jo-Israel.”
4 And David said to him, How did things go? Give me the news. And in answer he said, The people have gone in flight from the fight, and a great number of them are dead; and Saul and his son Jonathan are dead.
Daudi nopenjo niya, “Wachnane, angʼo manotimore?” Nodwoke niya, “Ji noringo kawuok e lweny. Ngʼenygi nonegi kendo Saulo gi Jonathan wuode bende otho.”
5 And David said to the young man who gave him the news, Why are you certain that Saul and his son Jonathan are dead?
Eka Daudi nowachone wuowi mane okelone wach niya, “Ere kaka ingʼeyo ni Saulo gi wuode Jonathan osetho?”
6 And the young man said, I came by chance to Mount Gilboa, and I saw Saul supporting himself on his spear; and the war-carriages and horsemen overtook him.
Wuowino nodwoke niya, “Ne oyudo ka an e got Gilboa kendo ne aneno Saulo kochwowore gi tongʼe, ka geche lweny kod joidhgi mane lawe ne chiegni juke.”
7 And looking back, he saw me and gave a cry to me. And answering him I said, Here am I.
Kane olokore monena, noluonga, mine apenje ni, Angʼo midwaro mondo atim?
8 And he said to me, Who are you? And I said, I am an Amalekite.
“Nopenja ni, ‘In ngʼa?’ “Ne adwoke ni, ‘An ja-Amalek.’
9 Then he said to me, Come here to my side, and put me to death, for the pain of death has me in its grip but my life is still strong in me.
“Eka nowachona ni, ‘Sud ira ka mondo inega! Nikech awinjo rem malit to ngimana pod nitie.’
10 So I put my foot on him and gave him his death-blow, because I was certain that he would not go on living after his fall: and I took the crown from his head and the band from his arm, and I have them here for my lord.
“Omiyo ne asudo bute mi anege, nikech ne angʼeyo ni kaka ne osepodho ne ok onyal chungʼ malo mi otony. Ne akawo osimbo mar loch mane ni e wiye gi bangli mane ni e kor bade kendo asekelogi ka ni ruodha.”
11 Then David gave way to bitter grief, and so did all the men who were with him:
Eka Daudi gi joma nenikode nomako lepgi moyiecho.
12 And till evening they gave themselves to sorrow and weeping, and took no food, weeping for Saul and for Jonathan, his son, and for the people of the Lord and for the men of Israel; because they had come to their end by the sword.
Negikuyo ka giywak kendo ka giriyo kech nyaka ochopo odhiambo, ka giywago Saulo gi wuode Jonathan, to gi jolweny mag Jehova Nyasaye to gi jo-Israel, nikech ne oseneg-gi gi ligangla.
13 And David said to the young man who had given him the news, Where do you come from? And he said, I am the son of a man from a strange land; I am an Amalekite.
Daudi nowacho ni rawera mane okelone wach niya, “In jakanye?” Nodwoke niya, “An wuod jadak ma ja-Amalek.”
14 And David said to him, Had you no fear of stretching out your hand to put to death the one marked with the holy oil?
Daudi nopenje niya, “Angʼo momiyo ne ok iluor mar tingʼo badi kinego ngʼat Jehova Nyasaye mowir?”
15 And David sent for one of his young men and said, Go near and put an end to him. And he put him to death.
Eka Daudi noluongo achiel kuom joge mowachone niya, “Dhi inege!” Omiyo ngʼatno nochwowe motho.
16 And David said to him, May your blood be on your head; for your mouth has given witness against you, saying, I have put to death the man marked with the holy oil.
Nimar Daudi nosewachone niya, “Rembi obedi e wiyi iwuon. Dhogi ema osebedo janeno mari ka iwacho ni, ‘Asenego ngʼat Jehova Nyasaye mowir.’”
17 Then David made this song of grief for Saul and Jonathan, his son:
Daudi nochwogo wend ywak miywagogo Saulo gi wuode Jonathan,
18 (It is recorded in the book of Jashar for teaching to the sons of Judah) and he said:
kendo nochiko mondo opuonj jo-Juda wend ywak mar atungʼ mondiki e Kitabu mar Jasher kama:
19 The glory, O Israel, is dead on your high places! How have the great ones been made low!
“Yaye Israel, jogi moluor oriere piny konegi e gode maboyo. Mano kaka roteke osepodho.
20 Give no news of it in Gath, let it not be said in the streets of Ashkelon; or the daughters of the Philistines will be glad, the daughters of men without circumcision will be uplifted in joy.
“Kik iwach wachni e piny Gath, kik ihul wachni e yore man Ashkelon, nono to dimi nyi jo-Filistia bed moil, bende dimi nyi joma ok oter nyangu bed moil.
21 O mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew or rain on you, you fields of death: for there the arms of the strong have been shamed, the arms of Saul, as if he had not been marked with the holy oil.
“Yaye gode mag Gilboa, mad ibed maonge thoo kata koth, kata puothe machiego cham michiwo. Nimar kanyo ema ne odwanye kuodi mag joma rateke, kuodi mag Saulo, tinde ok wir gi mo.
22 From the blood of the dead, from the fat of the strong, the bow of Jonathan was not turned back, the sword of Saul did not come back unused.
Koa kuom remb joma nonegi, koa kuom ringre joma rateke, atungʼ mar Jonathan ne ok odwogo, ligangla mar Saulo ne ok odwogo nono.
23 Saul and Jonathan were loved and pleasing; in their lives and in their death they were not parted; they went more quickly than eagles, they were stronger than lions.
“Saulo gi Jonathan ne oher kendo ne gin joma longʼo kane gingima, kendo e kinde thogi ne ok gipogore. Negiringo matek maloyo ongo, kendo ne gitek maloyo sibuor.
24 O daughters of Israel, have sorrow for Saul, by whom you were delicately clothed in robes of red, with ornaments of gold on your dresses.
“Yaye nyi Israel, ywaguru Saulo, mane orwakou gi lewni makwar kendo marep-rep, mane oduso lepu gi gik molos gi dhahabu.
25 How have the great ones been made low in the fight! Jonathan is dead on your high places.
“Mano kaka joma rateke osetho e lweny! Jonathan onindo konegi e godeu maboyo.
26 I am full of grief for you, my brother Jonathan: very dear have you been to me: your love for me was a wonder, greater than the love of women.
Aywagi malit, Jonathan omera; ne ageni ahinya. Herani koda ne lich miwuoro, moloyo hera mar mon.
27 How have the great ones been made low, and the arms of war broken!
“Mano kaka joma rateke osetho! Kendo gigegi mag lweny osetieki!”
