2 Samuel 1
1 After the death of Saul, David returned from attacking the Amalekites and remained in Ziklag for two days.
Mgbe Sọl nwụsịrị, Devid si ebe ọ gara tigbuo ndị Amalek lọghachi. Devid nọrọ ụbọchị abụọ na Ziklag.
2 On the third day, a man came from Saul's camp with his clothes torn and with dirt on his head. When he came to David he lay facedown on the ground and prostrated himself.
O ruo, nʼụbọchị nke atọ, otu nwoke si nʼọmụma ụlọ ikwu Sọl bịakwutere ya. Uwe nwoke a yi nʼahụ dọwara adọwa. Isi ya dịkwa aja aja. Ọ batara daa nʼala nʼihu Devid nʼọnọdụ inye ya nsọpụrụ.
3 David said to him, “Where did you come from?” He answered, “I escaped from the camp of Israel.”
Devid jụrụ ya sị, “Ebee ka i si bịa?” Nwoke ahụ zara sị, “Esi m nʼọmụma ụlọ ikwu ndị Izrel gbapụta.”
4 David said to him, “Please tell me how things went.” He answered, “The people fled from the battle. Many have fallen and many are dead. Saul and Jonathan his son are also dead.”
Devid jụrụ ya sị, “Gịnị mere? Biko gwa m.” Nwoke ahụ zara sị, “Ndị agha Izrel niile agbaala ọsọ. Ọtụtụ nʼime ndị agha Izrel anwụọkwala. Sọl na Jonatan nwa ya nwụkwara!”
5 David said to the young man, “How do you know that Saul and Jonathan his son are dead?”
Devid jụrụ ya sị, “Olee otu i si mata na Sọl na Jonatan anwụọla?”
6 The young man replied, “By chance I happened to be on Mount Gilboa, and there Saul was leaning on his spear, and chariots and riders were about to catch up with him.
Nwokorobịa ahụ sịrị ya, “Ọ dapụtara na m nọ nʼugwu Gilboa hụ Sọl mgbe ọ dabeere nʼùbe ya. Mgbe ahụ ụgbọ agha ndị iro na ndị na-agba ịnyịnya agha na-esosi ya ike.
7 Saul turned around and saw me and called out to me. I answered, 'Here I am.'
Mgbe ọ hụrụ m, ọ kpọrọ m ka m bịakwute ya. Azara m ya sị, ‘Gịnị ka m nwere ike ime?’
8 He said to me, 'Who are you?' I answered him, 'I am an Amalekite.'
“Ọ jụrụ m sị, ‘Ị bụ onye?’ “Azara m ya sị, ‘Abụ m onye Amalek.’
9 He said to me, 'Please stand over me and kill me, for great suffering has taken hold of me, but life is still in me.'
“Ọ sị m, ‘Biko, bịa guzo nʼakụkụ m ka ị gbuo m, nʼihi na ọ bụ ezie na m dị ndụ, ma anọ m nnọọ nʼoke ihe mgbu nke ọnwụ.’
10 So I stood over him and killed him, because I knew that he would not live after he had fallen. Then I took the crown that was on his head and the band that was on his arm, and brought them here to you, my master.”
“Ya mere, eguzoro m nʼakụkụ ya, gbuo ya, nʼihi na amaara m na ọ gaghị adị ndụ tee anya. Ọ bụkwa mgbe m gbusịrị ya ka m kpupụrụ ya okpueze dị ya nʼisi, gbapụtakwa ya mgbaaka dị nʼogwe aka ya, chịrị ha, ka m chịtara gị ha, onyenwe m.”
11 Then David tore his clothes, and all the men with him did the same.
Mgbe Devid na ndị ikom ya nụrụ ihe ndị a. Ha dọwara uwe ha.
12 They mourned, wept, and fasted until evening for Saul, for Jonathan his son, for the people of Yahweh, and for the house of Israel because they had fallen by the sword.
Ha ruru ụjụ. Kwaa akwa. Bukwaa ọnụ ruo oge anyasị nʼihi Sọl na Jonatan nwa ya nwoke, na nʼihi ndị agha Onyenwe anyị na ụlọ Izrel. Nʼihi na ha dara site na mma agha.
13 David said to the young man, “Where are you from?” He answered, “I am the son of a foreigner in the land, an Amalekite.”
Mgbe ahụ, Devid jụrụ nwokorobịa ahụ wetara ozi ahụ ajụjụ sị, “Olee ebe i si bịa?” Ọ zara sị ya, “Abụ m onye ọbịa, onye Amalek.”
14 David said to him, “Why were you not afraid to kill Yahweh's anointed king with your own hand?”
Devid jụrụ ya sị, “Gịnị mere i ji setịpụ aka gị, na-atụghị ụjọ, tigbuo onye Onyenwe anyị tere mmanụ?”
15 David called one of the young men and said, “Go and kill him.” So that man went and struck him down, and the Amalekite died.
Devid kpọrọ otu nʼime ndị ikom ya sị ya, “Gbuo ya!” Nwoke ahụ weere mma agha gbuo ya.
16 Then David said to the dead Amalekite, “Your blood is on your head because your own mouth has testified against you and said, 'I have killed Yahweh's anointed king.'”
Mgbe ahụ Devid sịrị ya, “Ọbara gị laa gị nʼisi, nʼihi na ị ji ọnụ gị kwupụta sị, ‘Egburu m onye Onyenwe anyị tere mmanụ.’”
17 Then David sung this funeral song about Saul and Jonathan his son.
Emesịa, Devid depụtara abụ akwa a nʼihi Sọl na Jonatan.
18 He commanded the people to teach this Song of the Bow to the sons of Judah, which has been written in the Book of Jashar.
O nyere iwu ka akụziere ndị Juda, abụ ùta a. E dere ya nʼime akwụkwọ Jesha.
19 “Your glory, Israel, is dead, killed on your high places! How the mighty have fallen!
“Ebube gị, gị Izrel, abụrụla ihe e gburu nʼebe gị niile dị elu. Lee ka ndị bụ dike si daa!
20 Do not tell it in Gath, do not proclaim it in the streets of Ashkelon, so that the daughters of the Philistines may not rejoice, so that the daughters of the uncircumcised may not celebrate.
“Ekwutela ya na Gat. Ekwusala ya nʼokporoụzọ Ashkelọn. Ka ada ndị Filistia ghara ịṅụrị ọṅụ. Ka ụmụ inyom ndị a na-ebighị ugwu ghara iti mkpu ọṅụ.
21 Mountains of Gilboa, let there not be dew or rain on you, nor fields giving grain for offerings, for there the shield of the mighty was defiled. The shield of Saul is no longer anointed with oil.
“Unu ugwu Gilboa, ka igirigi maọbụ mmiri ozuzo ghara ịbịakwasị unu. Ka mmiri ozuzo gharakwa izokwasị nʼaja mbuli elu unu. Nʼihi na nʼelu unu ka a nọ merụọ ọta ndị dị ike. E, ọta Sọl, nke a na-adịghị etekwa mmanụ.
22 From the blood of those who have been killed, from the bodies of the mighty, the bow of Jonathan did not turn back, and the sword of Saul did not return empty.
“Site nʼọbara ndị e gburu egbu, site nʼanụ ahụ ndị dị ike. Ụta Jonatan alọghachighị azụ. Mma agha Sọl agbaghịkwa aka lọghachi.
23 Saul and Jonathan were loved and gracious in life, and in their death they were not separated. They were swifter than eagles, they were stronger than lions.
Sọl na Jonatan, na ndụ ha bụ ndị a hụrụ nʼanya. Ndị jupụtara nʼamara. Ma nʼọnwụ, nkewa ọbụla adịghị nʼetiti ha. Ha dị gara gara karịa ugo. Ha dị ike karịa ọdụm.
24 You daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, who clothed you in scarlet as well as jewels, and who put ornaments of gold on your clothing.
“Ụmụada Izrel, kwaaranụ Sọl akwa. Onye na-eji uwe uhie uhie chọọ unu mma. Onye ji uwe na ihe ịchọ mma ọlaedo chọọ unu mma.
25 How the mighty have fallen in the midst of the battle! Jonathan is killed on your high places.
“Lee ka ndị dị ike si daa nʼetiti ọgbọ agha. E gbuola Jonatan nʼelu ugwu;
26 I am distressed for you, my brother Jonathan. You were very dear to me. Your love to me was wonderful, exceeding the love of women.
ana m eruru gị ụjụ, gị Jonatan, nwanne m nʼihi na ihe dị oke ọnụahịa ka ị bụụrụ m. Ịhụnanya i nwere nʼebe m nọ dị omimi karịa ịhụnanya ndị nwanyị.
27 How the mighty have fallen, and the weapons of war perished!”
“Lee ka ndị dị ike si daa! Ngwa agha niile abụrụla ihe lara nʼiyi!”
