2 Samuel 1
1 And it came to pass after the death of Saul, when David was returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites, and David had abode two days in Ziklag;
Da David efter Sauls Død var vendt tilbage fra Sejeren over Amalek og havde opholdt sig to Dage i Ziklag,
2 it came even to pass on the third day, that, behold, a man came out of the camp from Saul with his clothes rent, and earth upon his head: and so it was, when he came to David, that he fell to the earth, and did obeisance.
kom der Tredjedagen en Mand fra Hæren, fra Saul, med sønderrevne Klæder og Jord på Hovedet, og da han kom hen til David, kastede han sig til Jorden og bøjede sig.
3 And David said unto him, From whence comest thou? And he said unto him, Out of the camp of Israel am I escaped.
David spurgte ham: "Hvor kommer du fra?" Han svarede: "Jeg slap bort fra Israels Hær!"
4 And David said unto him, How went the matter? I pray thee, tell me. And he answered, The people are fled from the battle, and many of the people also are fallen and dead; and Saul and Jonathan his son are dead also.
David sagde da til ham: "Hvorledes gik det? Fortæl mig det!" Han svarede: "Folket flygtede fra Kampen, og mange af Folket faldt og døde; også Saul og hans Søn Jonatan er døde."
5 And David said unto the young man that told him, How knowest thou that Saul and Jonathan his son be 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 told him said, As I happened by chance upon mount Gilboa, behold, Saul leaned upon his spear; and, lo, the chariots and the horsemen followed hard after him.
Den unge Mand, der bragte ham Budet, svarede: "Det traf sig, at jeg var på Gilboas Bjerg, og se, Saul stod lænet til sit Spyd, medens Vognene og Rytterne trængte ham;
7 And when he looked behind him, he saw me, and called unto me. And I answered, Here am I.
og da han vendte sig om, fik han Øje på mig og kaldte på mig; og jeg sagde: Her er jeg!
8 And he said unto me, Who art thou? And I answered him, I am an Amalekite.
Da spurgte han mig: Hvem er du? Og jeg svarede: Jeg er en Amalekit!
9 And he said unto me, Stand, I pray thee, beside me, and slay me, for anguish hath taken hold of me; because my life is yet whole in me.
Så sagde han til mig: Kom herhen og giv mig Dødsstødet! Thi Krampen har grebet mig, men jeg lever endnu!
10 So I stood beside him, and slew him, because I was sure that he could not live after that he was fallen: and I took the crown that was upon his head, and the bracelet that was on his arm, and have brought them hither unto my lord.
Og jeg trådte hen til ham og gav ham Dødsstødet, thi jeg så, at han ikke kunde leve, når han faldt om. Så tog jeg Diademet, han havde på Hovedet, og et Armbånd, han bar på Armen, og dem har jeg med hid til min Herre."
11 Then David took hold on his clothes, and rent them; and likewise all the men that were with him:
Da tog David fat i sine Klæder og sønderrev dem, og ligeså gjorde alle hans Mænd;
12 and they mourned, and wept, and fasted until even, for Saul, and for Jonathan his son, and for the people of the LORD, and for the house of Israel; because they were fallen by 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 unto the young man that told him, Whence art thou? And he answered, I am the son of a stranger, an Amalekite.
Derpå 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 unto him, How wast thou not afraid to put forth thine hand to destroy the LORD’S anointed?
Da sagde David: "Frygtede du dog ikke for at lægge Hånd på HERRENs Salvede og dræbe ham!"
15 And David called one of the young men, and said, Go near, and fall upon him. And he smote him that he died.
David kaldte så på en af sine Folk og sagde: "Kom herhen og stød ham ned!" Og han slog ham ihjel.
16 And David said unto him, Thy blood be upon thy head; for thy mouth hath testified against thee, saying, I have slain the LORD’S anointed.
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 bade them teach the children of Judah [the song of] the bow: behold, it is written in the book of Jashar.
Den skal læres af Judas Sønner; den står optegnet i de Oprigtiges Bog.
19 Thy glory, O Israel, is slain upon thy high places! how are the mighty fallen!
Din Pryd, Israel, ligger dræbt på dine Høje. Ak, at dog Heltene faldt!
20 Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Ashkelon; lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph.
Forkynd det ikke i Gat, ej lyde der Glædesbud på Askalons Gader, at ikke Filisternes Døtre skal fryde sig, de uomskårnes Døtre juble!
21 Ye mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew nor rain upon you, neither fields of offerings: for there the shield of the mighty was vilely cast away, the shield of Saul, not anointed with oil.
Gilboas Bjerge! Ej falde Dug og Regn på eder, I Dødens Vange! Thi Heltenes Skjolde vanæredes der; Sauls Skjold er ej salvet med Olie.
22 From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty, the bow of Jonathan turned not back, and the sword of Saul returned not empty.
Uden faldnes Blod, uden Heltes Fedt kom Jonatans Bue ikke tilbage, Sauls Sværd ikke sejrløst hjem.
23 Saul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in their death they were not divided; they were swifter than eagles, 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 Ye daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, who clothed you in scarlet delicately, who put ornaments of gold upon your apparel.
O, Israels Døtre, græd over Saul, som klædte eder yndigt i Purpur, satte Guldsmykker på eders Klæder!
25 How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle! Jonathan is slain upon thy high places.
Ak, at dog Heltene faldt i Slagets Tummel - dræbt ligger Jonatan på dine Høje!
26 I am distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan: very pleasant hast thou been unto me: thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women.
Jeg sørger over dig, Jonatan, Broder, du var mig såre 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, Stridsvåbnene lagdes øde!
