2 Samuel 1
1 After the death of Saul, David returned from attacking the Amalekites. He stayed in Ziklag for two days.
Oluvannyuma lw’okufa kwa Sawulo, Dawudi n’agenda n’abeera e Zikulagi n’amalayo ennaku bbiri, ng’amaze okusaanyaawo Abamaleki.
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.
Awo olwatuuka ku lunaku olwokusatu, ne wajja omusajja ng’ava mu lusiisira lwa Sawulo, ng’ayuzizza ebyambalo bye, nga ne mu mutwe gwe mulimu enfuufu. Bwe yatuuka awali Dawudi, n’avuunama ng’amuwa ekitiibwa.
3 “Where have you come from?” David asked him. “I got away from the Israelite camp,” he replied.
Dawudi n’amubuuza nti, “Ova wa?” N’amuddamu nti, “Ndi kaawonawo okuva mu lusiisira lwa Isirayiri.”
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.”
Dawudi n’ayogera nti, “Ntegeeza ebyabaddewo.” N’ayogera nti, “Abantu badduse mu lutalo, era bangi ku bo bafudde. Sawulo ne Yonasaani mutabani we nabo bafudde.”
5 “How do you know Saul and Jonathan died?” David asked the man giving the report.
Awo Dawudi n’agamba omuvubuka eyamutegeeza amawulire ago nti, “Otegedde otya nga Sawulo ne mutabani we Yonasaani nabo bafudde?”
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.
Omuvubuka n’amugamba nti, “Bwe nnali awo ku lusozi Girubowa, ne ndaba Sawulo nga yeesigamye ku ffumu lye era n’amagaali n’abeebagala embalaasi eby’omulabe nga bamucocca.
7 He turned around and saw me. He called out and I replied, ‘I'm here to help!’
Awo bwe yakyusa amaaso ge n’andaba, n’ankowoola, ne muddamu nti, ‘Nkukolere ki?’
8 He asked me, ‘Who are you?’ I told him, ‘I'm an Amalekite.’
“N’ambuuza nti, ‘Ggwe ani?’ “Ne muddamu nti, ‘Ndi Mwamaleki.’
9 Then he told me, ‘Please come over here and kill me! I'm in terrible agony but life is still hanging on.’
“N’alyoka aŋŋamba nti, ‘Nnyimirirako onzite! Ndi mu masaŋŋanzira ag’okufa newaakubadde nga ndabika ng’akyalimu obulamu.’
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.”
“Kyennava muyimirirako ne mutta, kubanga n’ategeera nga takyalamye. Ne ntwala engule eyali ku mutwe gwe n’ekikomo ekyali ku mukono gwe, era biibino mbireetedde mukama wange.”
11 David grabbed hold of his clothes and ripped them, as did his men.
Awo Dawudi n’abasajja bonna be yali nabo, ne bayuza ebyambalo byabwe.
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.
Ne bakaaba, ne bakungubaga ne basiiba okutuusa akawungeezi ku lwa Sawulo ne Yonasaani mutabani we; ne ku lw’eggye lya Mukama, ne ku lw’ennyumba ya Isirayiri; kubanga bonna baali bafudde n’ekitala.
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.”
Awo Dawudi n’agamba omuvubuka eyamutegeeza amawulire ago nti, “Ova wa?” N’addamu nti, “Ndi mwana wa munnaggwanga, Omwameleki.”
14 “Why weren't you worried about killing the Lord's anointed one?” David asked.
Dawudi n’amugamba nti, “Lwaki tewatya kuzikiriza omuntu Mukama gwe yafukako amafuta?”
15 David called over one of his men and said, “Go ahead, kill him!” So the man cut the Amalekite down and killed him.
Awo Dawudi n’ayita omu ku basajja be, n’amugamba nti, “Mutte.” N’amufumita n’amutta.
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.’”
Dawudi n’amugamba nti, “Omusaayi gwo gubeere ku mutwe gwo, kubanga akamwa ko ye mujulirwa ng’oyogera nti, ‘Nnatta oyo Mukama gwe yafukako amafuta.’”
17 Then David sang this lament for Saul and his son Jonathan.
Dawudi n’akungubagira Sawulo ne Yonasaani mutabani we,
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:
n’alagira abantu ba Isirayiri bayigirizibwe oluyimba olw’omutego olw’okukungubaga olwawandiikibwa mu kitabo kya Yasali. Olugamba nti,
19 “Israel, the glorious one lies dead on your mountains. How the mighty have fallen!
“Ekitiibwa kyo, ayi Isirayiri, kifiiridde ku nsozi zo! Ab’amaanyi nga bagudde!
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.
“Temukyogeranga mu Gaasi, temukyatuliranga mu nguudo za Asukulooni, abawala b’Abafirisuuti baleme okusanyuka, abawala b’abatali bakomole baleme okujaguza.
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.
“Mmwe ensozi za Girubowa, muleme okugwibwako omusulo newaakubadde enkuba, newaakubadde ennimiro okumeramu ensigo. Kubanga eyo engabo ey’ab’amaanyi gye yanyoomerwa n’engabo ya Sawulo, gye yafuukira ng’etafukibwangako mafuta.
22 Jonathan with his bow did not retreat from attacking the enemy; Saul with his sword did not return empty-handed from shedding blood.
Omutego gwa Yonasaani tegwaddanga mabega n’ekitala kya Sawulo tekyaddanga nga kikalu, olw’okubuna omusaayi gw’abattibwanga, n’amasavu g’ab’amaanyi.
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.
“Sawulo ne Yonasaani, mu bulamu bwabwe baali baagalwa nnyo era baali baakisa, ne mu kufa tebaayawukana. Baali bangu okusinga empungu, era baali b’amaanyi n’okusinga empologoma.
24 Women of Israel, mourn for Saul, who gave you fine scarlet clothes decorated with gold ornaments.
“Mmwe abawala ba Isirayiri, mukaabire Sawulo, eyabambaza engoye ezinekaaneka ez’okwesiima, eyabambaza ebyambalo ebyatonebwa ne zaabu.
25 How the mighty have fallen in battle! Jonathan lies dead on your mountains.
“Ab’amaanyi nga bagudde wakati mu lutalo! Yonasaani attiddwa ku nsozi zammwe.
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!
Nnumwa nnyo ku lwa muganda wange Yonasaani, kubanga wali mukwano gwange ddala. Okwagala kwe wanjagala kwali kwa kitalo, nga kwa kitalo n’okusinga okw’abakyala.
27 How the mighty have fallen! The weapons of war are gone!”
“Ab’amaanyi nga bagudde, n’ebyokulwanyisa nga bizikiridde!”
