2 Samuel 1
1 It happened after the death of Saul, that David returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites, and he stayed two days in Ziklag.
Na rĩrĩ, thuutha wa gĩkuũ gĩa Saũlũ, Daudi agĩkorwo aacooka kuuma kũhoota Aamaleki na agĩikara kũu Zikilagi mĩthenya ĩĩrĩ.
2 It happened on the third day, that, look, a man came out of the camp from Saul, with his clothes torn and dirt on his head. And it came about when he came to David that he fell to the ground and paid homage.
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 David said to him, "Where do you come from?" He said to him, "I have escaped out of the camp of Israel."
Daudi akĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Wee uumĩte kũ?” Nake akĩmũcookeria atĩrĩ, “Nĩ kũũra njũrĩte, ngoima kambĩ-inĩ ya andũ a Isiraeli.”
4 David said to him, "How did it go? Please tell me." He answered, "The people have fled from the battle, and many of the people also have fallen and are dead; and Saul and Jonathan his son are dead also."
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 David said to the young man who had told him this, "How do you know that Saul and Jonathan his son are dead?"
Ningĩ Daudi akĩũria mwanake ũcio wamũreheire ũhoro ũcio atĩrĩ, “Ũmenyete atĩa atĩ Saũlũ na mũriũ Jonathani nĩmakuĩte?”
6 Then the young man replied, "I happened to be on Mount Gilboa and saw Saul leaning on his spear. And look, the chariots and the horsemen were closing in 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 When he looked behind him, he saw me, and called to me. I answered, 'Here I am.'
Rĩrĩa eehũgũrire, akĩnyona, na akĩnjĩta, na niĩ ngĩmũũria atĩrĩ, ‘Ũngĩenda ngwĩkĩre atĩa?’
8 He said to me, 'Who are you?' I answered him, 'I am an Amalekite.'
“Nake akĩnjũũria atĩrĩ, ‘Wee ũrĩ ũ?’ “Ngĩmũcookeria atĩrĩ, ‘Niĩ ndĩ Mũamaleki.’
9 He said to me, 'Please stand beside me, and kill me; for anguish has taken hold of me, yet there is life in me still.'
“Ningĩ akĩnjĩĩra atĩrĩ, ‘Ũka haha ũnjũrage! Niĩ ndĩ na ruo rũnene mũno rwa gĩkuũ, no ndĩ o muoyo.’
10 So I stood beside him, and killed him, because I was sure that he could not live after he had fallen. Then I took the crown that was on his head, and the bracelet that was on his arm, and have brought them here to 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 Then David grabbed his clothes and tore them, and all the men with him did the same.
Hĩndĩ ĩyo Daudi na andũ othe arĩa maarĩ nake makĩnyiita nguo ciao, magĩcitembũranga.
12 They mourned, and wept, and fasted until evening, for Saul, and for Jonathan his son, and for the people of Jehovah, and for the house of Israel; because they had fallen 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 said to the young man who had told him, "Where are you from?" He answered, "I am the son of a foreigner, an Amalekite."
Daudi akĩũria mwanake ũcio wamũreheire ũhoro atĩrĩ, “Wee uumĩte kũ?” Nake agĩcookia atĩrĩ, “Niĩ ndĩ mũriũ wa mũndũ wa kũngĩ, Mũamaleki.”
14 David said to him, "How is it that you were not afraid to put forth your hand to destroy Jehovah's anointed?"
Daudi akĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Nĩ kĩĩ kĩragiririe wĩtigĩre gũtambũrũkia guoko gwaku ũũrage mũitĩrĩrie maguta wa Jehova?”
15 David called one of the young men, and said, "Go near, and fall on him." He struck him, so that he died.
Ningĩ Daudi agĩĩta ũmwe wa andũ ake, akĩmwĩra atĩrĩ, “Thiĩ, ũmũũrage!” Nake akĩmũringa, agĩkua.
16 David said to him, "Your blood is on your head, for your mouth has testified against you, saying, 'I have killed Jehovah's anointed.'"
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 And David lamented with this lamentation over Saul and over Jonathan his son,
Nake Daudi agĩcakaĩra Saũlũ na mũriũ Jonathani,
18 and said it should be taught to the people of Judah. Look, it is written in the book of Jashar.
na agĩathana atĩ andũ a Juda marutwo icakaya rĩĩrĩ rĩĩtagwo rwĩmbo rwa ũta (narĩo rĩandĩkĩtwo Ibuku-inĩ rĩa Jasharu):
19 "Your glory, Israel, is slain on your high places. How the mighty have fallen.
“Wee Isiraeli, riiri waku ũũragĩtwo irĩma-inĩ ciaku.
20 Do not tell it in Gath. Do not publish it in the streets of Ashkelon, lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the uncircumcised celebrate.
“Ũhoro ũyũ ndũkaheanwo Gathu,
21 You mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew nor rain on you, nor fields of offerings. For there the shield of the mighty was dishonored. The shield of Saul, no longer anointed with oil.
“Atĩrĩrĩ, inyuĩ irĩma cia Giliboa,
22 From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty, Jonathan's bow did not retreat. Saul's sword did not return empty.
Kuuma kũrĩ thakame ya arĩa moragĩtwo,
23 Saul and Jonathan, beloved and lovely, not separated. Lovely in their life, and in their death they were not separated. They were swifter than eagles. They were stronger than lions.
“Saũlũ na Jonathani,
24 You daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, who clothed you luxuriously in scarlet, who put ornaments of gold on your clothing.
“Inyuĩ airĩtu a Isiraeli,
25 How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle. Jonathan is slain on your high places.
“Hĩ, kaĩ andũ arĩa njamba nĩmagwĩrĩire mbaara-inĩ-ĩ!
26 I grieve for you, my brother. You have been very pleasant to me. Your love for me was a wonder, more than the love of women.
Niĩ ndĩ na kĩeha nĩ ũndũ waku Jonathani, wee mũrũ wa baba;
27 How are the mighty fallen, and the weapons of war perished."
“Hĩ, kaĩ andũ arĩa njamba nĩmagwĩte-ĩ!
