Kings II 1
1 And it came to pass after Saul was dead, that David returned from striking Amalec, and David abode two days in Sekelac.
Da David efter Sauls Død var vendt tilbage fra Sejren over Amalek og havde opholdt sig to Dage i Ziklag,
2 And it came to pass on the third day, that, behold, a man came from the camp, from the people of Saul, and his garments were tore, and earth [was] upon his head: and it came to pass when he went in to David, that he fell upon the earth, and did obeisance to him.
kom der Tredjedagen en Mand fra Hæren, fra Saul, med sønderrevne Klæder og Jord paa Hovedet, og da han kom hen til David, kastede han sig til Jorden og bøjede sig.
3 And David said to him, Whence come you? and he said to him, I have escaped out of the camp of Israel.
David spurgte ham: »Hvor kommer du fra?« Han svarede: »Jeg slap bort fra Israels Hær!«
4 And David said to him, What [is] the matter? tell me. And he said, The people fled out of the battle, and many of the people have fallen and are dead, and Saul and Jonathan his son are dead.
David sagde da til ham: »Hvorledes gik det? Fortæl mig det!« Han svarede: »Folket flygtede fra Kampen, og mange af Folket faldt og døde; ogsaa Saul og hans Søn Jonatan er døde.«
5 And David said to the young man who brought him the tidings, How know you that Saul and Jonathan his son are dead?
Da sagde David til den unge Mand, som bragte ham Budet: »Hvoraf ved du, at Saul og hans Søn Jonatan er døde?«
6 And the young man that brought the tidings, said to him, I happened accidentally to be upon mount Gelbue; and, behold, Saul was leaning upon his spear, and, behold, the chariots and captains of horse pressed hard upon him.
Den unge Mand, der bragte ham Budet, svarede: »Det traf sig, at jeg var paa Gilboas Bjerg, og se, Saul stod lænet til sit Spyd, medens Vognene og Rytterne trængte ham;
7 And he looked behind him, and saw me, and called me; and I said, Behold, [here am] I.
og da han vendte sig om, fik han Øje paa mig og kaldte paa mig; og jeg sagde: Her er jeg!
8 And he said to me, Who are you? and I said, I am an Amalekite.
Da spurgte han mig: Hvem er du? Og jeg svarede: Jeg er en Amalekit!
9 And he said to me, Stand, I pray you, over me, and kill me, for a dreadful darkness has come upon me, for all my life [is] in me.
Saa sagde han til mig: Kom herhen og giv mig Dødsstødet! Thi Krampen har grebet mig, men jeg lever endnu!
10 So I stood over him and killed him, because I knew he would not live after he was fallen; and I took the crown that was upon his head, and the bracelet that was upon his arm, and I have brought them hither to my lord.
Og jeg traadte hen til ham og gav ham Dødsstødet, thi jeg saa, at han ikke kunde leve, naar han faldt om. Saa tog jeg Diademet, han havde paa Hovedet, og et Armbaand, han bar paa Armen, og dem har jeg med hid til min Herre.«
11 And David laid hold of his garments, and tore them; and all the men who were with him tore their garments.
Da tog David fat i sine Klæder og sønderrev dem, og ligesaa gjorde alle hans Mænd;
12 And they lamented, and wept, and fasted till evening, for Saul and for Jonathan his son, and for the people of Juda, and for the house of Israel, because they were struck with the sword.
og de holdt Klage, græd og fastede til Aften over Saul og hans Søn Jonatan og HERRENS Folk og Israels Hus, fordi de var faldet for Sværdet.
13 And David said to the young man who brought the tidings to him, Whence are you? and he said, I am the son of an Amalekite sojourner.
Derpaa sagde David til den unge Mand, som havde bragt ham Budet: »Hvor er du fra?« Han svarede: »Jeg er Søn af en Amalekit, der bor her som fremmed.«
14 And David said to him, How was it you were not afraid to lift your hand to destroy the anointed of the Lord?
Da sagde David: »Frygtede du dog ikke for at lægge Haand paa HERRENS Salvede og dræbe ham!«
15 And David called one of his young men, and said, Go and fall upon him: and he struck him, and he died.
David kaldte saa paa en af sine Folk og sagde: »Kom herhen og stød ham ned!« Og han slog ham ihjel.
16 And David said to him, Your blood [be] upon your own head; for your mouth has testified against you, saying, I have slain the anointed of the Lord.
Men David sagde til ham: »Dit Blod komme over dit eget Hoved! Thi din egen Mund vidnede imod dig, da du sagde: Jeg gav HERRENS Salvede Dødsstødet!«
17 And David lamented with this lamentation over Saul and over Jonathan his son.
Da sang David denne Klagesang over Saul og hans Søn Jonatan.
18 And he gave orders to teach it the sons of Juda: behold, it is written in the book of Right.
Den skal læres af Judas Sønner; den staar optegnet i de Oprigtiges Bog.
19 Set up a pillar, O Israel, for the slain that died upon your high places: how are the mighty fallen!
Din Pryd, Israel, ligger dræbt paa dine Høje. Ak, at dog Heltene faldt!
20 Tell it not in Geth, and tell it not as glad tidings in the streets of Ascalon, lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph.
Forkynd det ikke i Gat, ej lyde der Glædesbud paa Askalons Gader, at ikke Filisternes Døtre skal fryde sig, de uomskaarnes Døtre juble!
21 You mountains of Gelbue, let not dew no rain descend upon you, nor fields of first fruits [be upon you], for there the shield of the mighty ones has been grievously assailed; the shield of Saul was not anointed with oil.
Gilboas Bjerge! Ej falde Dug og Regn paa eder, I Dødens Vange! Thi Heltenes Skjolde vanæredes der; Sauls Skjold er ej salvet med Olie.
22 From the blood of the slain, and from the fat of the mighty, the bow of Jonathan returned not empty; and the sword of Saul turned not back empty.
Uden faldnes Blod, uden Heltes Fedt kom Jonatans Bue ikke tilbage, Sauls Sværd ikke sejrløst hjem.
23 Saul and Jonathan, the beloved and the beautiful, were not divided: comely [were they] in their life, and in their death they were not divided: [they were] swifter than eagles, and they were stronger than lions.
Saul og Jonatan, de elskelige, hulde, skiltes ikke i Liv eller Død; hurtigere var de end Ørne, stærkere var de end Løver!
24 Daughters of Israel, weep for Saul, who clothed you with scarlet together with your adorning, who added golden ornaments to your apparel.
O, Israels Døtre, græd over Saul, som klædte eder yndigt i Purpur, satte Guldsmykker paa eders Klæder!
25 How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle! O Jonathan, even the slain ones upon your high places!
Ak, at dog Heltene faldt i Slagets Tummel — dræbt ligger Jonatan paa dine Høje!
26 I am grieved for you, my brother Jonathan; you were very lovely to me; your love to me was wonderful beyond the love of women.
Jeg sørger over dig, Jonatan, Broder, du var mig saare kær; underfuld var mig din Kærlighed, mere end Kvinders Kærlighed.
27 How are the mighty fallen, and the weapons of war perished!
Ak, at dog Heltene faldt, Stridsvaabnene lagdes øde!
