2 Samuel 1
1 After the death of Saul, David returned from attacking the Amalekites. He stayed in Ziklag for two days.
Na rĩrĩ, thuutha wa gĩkuũ gĩa Saũlũ, Daudi agĩkorwo aacooka kuuma kũhoota Aamaleki na agĩikara kũu Zikilagi mĩthenya ĩĩrĩ.
2 Then on the third day a man arrived from Saul's camp. His clothes were torn and he had dust on his head. When he approached David, he bowed before him, and fell to the ground in respect.
Mũthenya wa ĩtatũ-rĩ, hagĩũka mũndũ oimĩte kambĩ-inĩ ya Saũlũ, arĩ na nguo ndembũkangu na rũkũngũ mũtwe. Hĩndĩ ĩrĩa aakinyire harĩ Daudi, akĩĩgũithia thĩ nĩguo amũhe gĩtĩĩo.
3 “Where have you come from?” David asked him. “I got away from the Israelite camp,” he replied.
Daudi akĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Wee uumĩte kũ?” Nake akĩmũcookeria atĩrĩ, “Nĩ kũũra njũrĩte, ngoima kambĩ-inĩ ya andũ a Isiraeli.”
4 “Tell me what happened,” David asked. “The army ran away from the battle,” the man replied. “Many of them died, and Saul and his son Jonathan also died.”
Daudi akĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Kaĩ gwĩkĩkĩte atĩa? Ta njĩĩra.” Nake akĩmwĩra atĩrĩ, “Andũ nĩmorĩte makoima mbaara-inĩ. Na andũ aingĩ nĩmooragĩtwo. Nake Saũlũ na mũriũ Jonathani nĩmakuĩte.”
5 “How do you know Saul and Jonathan died?” David asked the man giving the report.
Ningĩ Daudi akĩũria mwanake ũcio wamũreheire ũhoro ũcio atĩrĩ, “Ũmenyete atĩa atĩ Saũlũ na mũriũ Jonathani nĩmakuĩte?”
6 “I just happened to be there on Mount Gilboa,” he replied. “I saw Saul, leaning on his spear, with the enemy chariots and the charioteers advancing on him.
Mwanake ũcio akĩmũcookeria atĩrĩ, “Ndĩrakorirwo ndĩ hau kĩrĩma-inĩ kĩa Giliboa, na hau nĩho ndĩronire Saũlũ, etiranĩtie na itimũ rĩake, akiriĩ gũkorererwo nĩ ngaari cia ita na ahaici a mbarathi.
7 He turned around and saw me. He called out and I replied, ‘I'm here to help!’
Rĩrĩa eehũgũrire, akĩnyona, na akĩnjĩta, na niĩ ngĩmũũria atĩrĩ, ‘Ũngĩenda ngwĩkĩre atĩa?’
8 He asked me, ‘Who are you?’ I told him, ‘I'm an Amalekite.’
“Nake akĩnjũũria atĩrĩ, ‘Wee ũrĩ ũ?’ “Ngĩmũcookeria atĩrĩ, ‘Niĩ ndĩ Mũamaleki.’
9 Then he told me, ‘Please come over here and kill me! I'm in terrible agony but life is still hanging on.’
“Ningĩ akĩnjĩĩra atĩrĩ, ‘Ũka haha ũnjũrage! Niĩ ndĩ na ruo rũnene mũno rwa gĩkuũ, no ndĩ o muoyo.’
10 So I went over him and killed him, because I knew that wounded as he was he couldn't last long. I took the crown from his head and his bracelet from his arm, and I've brought them here to you, my lord.”
“Nĩ ũndũ ũcio ngĩthiĩ harĩ we, ngĩmũũraga, tondũ nĩndamenyire atĩ arĩkĩtie kũgũa ndekũhona. Ngĩruta thũmbĩ ĩrĩa yarĩ mũtwe wake, na mũrĩnga ũrĩa warĩ guoko gwake, na nĩcio indo iria ndarehera mwathi wakwa.”
11 David grabbed hold of his clothes and ripped them, as did his men.
Hĩndĩ ĩyo Daudi na andũ othe arĩa maarĩ nake makĩnyiita nguo ciao, magĩcitembũranga.
12 They mourned and cried and fasted until the evening for Saul and his son Jonathan, and for the army of the Lord, the Israelites, that had been killed by the sword.
Nao magĩcakaya, na makĩrĩra, o na makĩĩhinga kũrĩa irio nginya hwaĩ-inĩ, nĩ ũndũ wa Saũlũ na mũriũ Jonathani, o na nĩ ũndũ wa mbũtũ cia ita cia Jehova, na nyũmba ya Isiraeli, tondũ nĩmooragĩtwo na rũhiũ rwa njora.
13 David asked man who brought him the report, “Where are you from?” “I'm the son of a foreigner,” he replied “I'm an Amalekite.”
Daudi akĩũria mwanake ũcio wamũreheire ũhoro atĩrĩ, “Wee uumĩte kũ?” Nake agĩcookia atĩrĩ, “Niĩ ndĩ mũriũ wa mũndũ wa kũngĩ, Mũamaleki.”
14 “Why weren't you worried about killing the Lord's anointed one?” David asked.
Daudi akĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Nĩ kĩĩ kĩragiririe wĩtigĩre gũtambũrũkia guoko gwaku ũũrage mũitĩrĩrie maguta wa Jehova?”
15 David called over one of his men and said, “Go ahead, kill him!” So the man cut the Amalekite down and killed him.
Ningĩ Daudi agĩĩta ũmwe wa andũ ake, akĩmwĩra atĩrĩ, “Thiĩ, ũmũũrage!” Nake akĩmũringa, agĩkua.
16 David had told the Amalekite, “Your death is your own fault because you testified against yourself when you said, ‘I killed the Lord's anointed one.’”
Nĩgũkorwo Daudi aamwĩĩrire atĩrĩ, “Thakame yaku ĩrogũcookerera. Kanua gaku we mwene nĩko kaaruta ũira wa gũgũũkĩrĩra, rĩrĩa uugire atĩrĩ, ‘Nĩndĩrooragire mũitĩrĩrie maguta wa Jehova.’”
17 Then David sang this lament for Saul and his son Jonathan.
Nake Daudi agĩcakaĩra Saũlũ na mũriũ Jonathani,
18 He ordered it to be taught to the people of Judah. It is called “the Bow” and is recorded in the Book of the Just:
na agĩathana atĩ andũ a Juda marutwo icakaya rĩĩrĩ rĩĩtagwo rwĩmbo rwa ũta (narĩo rĩandĩkĩtwo Ibuku-inĩ rĩa Jasharu):
19 “Israel, the glorious one lies dead on your mountains. How the mighty have fallen!
“Wee Isiraeli, riiri waku ũũragĩtwo irĩma-inĩ ciaku.
20 Don't announce it in the town of Gath, don't proclaim it in the streets of Ashkelon, so that the Philistine women won't rejoice, so that the heathen women won't celebrate.
“Ũhoro ũyũ ndũkaheanwo Gathu,
21 Mountains of Gilboa, may no dew or rain fall on you! May you have no fields that produce offerings of grain. For it was there that the shield of the mighty was defiled; Saul's shield, no longer cared for with olive oil.
“Atĩrĩrĩ, inyuĩ irĩma cia Giliboa,
22 Jonathan with his bow did not retreat from attacking the enemy; Saul with his sword did not return empty-handed from shedding blood.
Kuuma kũrĩ thakame ya arĩa moragĩtwo,
23 During their lives, Saul and Jonathan were much loved and very pleasant, and death did not divide them. They were faster than eagles, stronger than lions.
“Saũlũ na Jonathani,
24 Women of Israel, mourn for Saul, who gave you fine scarlet clothes decorated with gold ornaments.
“Inyuĩ airĩtu a Isiraeli,
25 How the mighty have fallen in battle! Jonathan lies dead on your mountains.
“Hĩ, kaĩ andũ arĩa njamba nĩmagwĩrĩire mbaara-inĩ-ĩ!
26 I weep so much for you, my brother Jonathan! You were so very dear to me! Your love for me was so wonderful, greater than the love women have!
Niĩ ndĩ na kĩeha nĩ ũndũ waku Jonathani, wee mũrũ wa baba;
27 How the mighty have fallen! The weapons of war are gone!”
“Hĩ, kaĩ andũ arĩa njamba nĩmagwĩte-ĩ!
