2 Samuel 1
1 After the death of Saul, David returned from attacking the Amalekites and remained in Ziklag for two days.
Saulo wu akyi no, Dawid san fii nkonim a odii Amalekfo so no mu bɛtenaa Siklag nnaanu.
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.
Ne nnansa so no, ɔbarima bi fi Saulo nsraban mu a watetew ne ntade mu, atu mfutuma agu ne ti mu, de rekyerɛ sɛ ɔretwa adwo bae. Oduu Dawid nkyɛn no, ɔdan ne ho hwee fam nidi mu.
3 David said to him, “Where did you come from?” He answered, “I escaped from the camp of Israel.”
Dawid bisaa no se, “Ɛhe na wufi?” Obuae se, “Maguan afi Israel nsraban mu.”
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.”
Dawid bisaa no se, “Na ɛyɛɛ dɛn? Ɔko no kosii dɛn?” Ɔkae se, “Mmarima no guan fii akono. Bebree totɔe. Na Saulo ne ne babarima Yonatan nso atotɔ.”
5 David said to the young man, “How do you know that Saul and Jonathan his son are dead?”
Enti Dawid bisaa aberante a ɔbɛbɔɔ no saa amanneɛ no se, “Ɛyɛɛ dɛn na wuhuu sɛ Saulo ne ne babarima Yonatan awuwu?”
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.
Aberante no buae se, “Mikofii Gilboa bepɔw so, na mekɔtoo sɛ Saulo sɛn ne peaw so a atamfo no nteaseɛnam ne nʼapɔnkɔsotefo mmɛn no ara.
7 Saul turned around and saw me and called out to me. I answered, 'Here I am.'
Ɔdan ne ho a ohuu me no, ɔteɛɛ mu frɛɛ me se memmra. Mibisaa no se, ‘Menyɛ dɛn?’
8 He said to me, 'Who are you?' I answered him, 'I am an Amalekite.'
“Obisaa me se, ‘Wo ne hena?’ “Mibuaa no se, ‘Meyɛ Amalekni.’
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.'
“Na ɔsrɛɛ me se, ‘Begyina me so na kum me, na me ho yeraw me yiye, na mepɛ sɛ me wu.’
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.”
“Enti migyinaa ne so kum no, efisɛ na minim sɛ tebea a ɔwɔ mu no, ɔrennya nkwa. Na mituu nʼahenkyɛw a ɛhyɛ no no ne nʼabasa so atweaban no sɛ mede rebrɛ wo, me wura.”
11 Then David tore his clothes, and all the men with him did the same.
Dawid ne ne mmarima no tee asɛm no, wɔde awerɛhow sunsuan wɔn ntade mu.
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.
Wotwaa ho agyaadwo, sui, bua daa da mu no nyinaa wɔ Saulo ne ne babarima Yonatan wu ne Awurade asraafo ne Israelman sɛ wɔn mu pii wuwuu saa da no.
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.”
Na Dawid bisaa aberante a ɔbɛbɔɔ wɔn saa amanneɛ no se, “Wufi he?” Na obuae se, “Meyɛ ɔhɔho Amalekni a mete mo asase so.”
14 David said to him, “Why were you not afraid to kill Yahweh's anointed king with your own hand?”
Dawid bisaa no se, “Na wunsuro sɛ wukum obi a Awurade asra no no?”
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.
Dawid ka kyerɛɛ ne mmarima no mu baako se, “Kum no!” Enti ɔbarima no twee nʼafoa de wɔɔ Amalekni no, kum no.
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.'”
Na Dawid kae se, “Wʼano ayi mmusu ama wo ama woawu, efisɛ wo ara na wokae se woakum obi a Awurade asra no no.”
17 Then David sung this funeral song about Saul and Jonathan his son.
Na Dawid too kwadwom maa Saulo ne Yonatan.
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.
Na ɔhyɛɛ sɛ wɔnkyerɛ nnipa a wɔwɔ Yuda nyinaa to. Wɔtoo no din sɛ agyan dwom a wɔakyerɛw wɔ Yasar Nhoma mu.
19 “Your glory, Israel, is dead, killed on your high places! How the mighty have fallen!
“Wʼanuonyam ne wʼahosɛpɛw, Israel, awu da mmepɔw so! Akofo akɛse atotɔ!
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.
“Monnka asɛm yi wɔ Gat, na Filistifo abɔ ose! Monnka wɔ Askelon mmɔnten so, na abosonsomfo anserew ahosɛpɛw mu.
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.
“Gilboa mmepɔw, mma obosu anaa osu ntɔ ngu wo so anaa wo nsian so. Efisɛ ɛhɔ na woguu ɔkofo kɛse no akokyɛm ho fi; wɔremfa ngo nsra Saulo nkatabo ho bio.
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.
“Saulo ne Yonatan kunkum wɔn atamfo ahoɔdenfo! Wɔamfi akono amma no nsapan.
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.
Ɔdɔ ne ahoɔfɛ bɛn na na Saulo ne Yonatan nni, wɔn mu antetew da, nkwa ne owu mu. Na wɔn ho yɛ hare kyɛn akɔre; na wɔn ho yɛ den kyɛn gyata.
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.
“Israel mmabea, munsu Saulo, efisɛ ofuraa mo ntama pa, hyehyɛɛ mo sikakɔkɔɔ agude.
25 How the mighty have fallen in the midst of the battle! Jonathan is killed on your high places.
“Akofo akɛse atotɔ akono. Yonatan awu da mmepɔw no so.
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.
Misu wo, me nua Yonatan! Na wosom me bo yiye. Na wo dɔ a wowɔ ma me no yɛ nwonwa; emu dɔ sen ɔbea dɔ!
27 How the mighty have fallen, and the weapons of war perished!”
“Hwɛ sɛnea akofo akɛse atotɔ! Ɔko mu akode ayerayera!”
