2 Samuel 1
1 After the death of Saul, when David had returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites, and David had stayed two days in Ziklag,
Bangʼ kane Saulo osetho, Daudi noduogo koa e lweny mane oloyoe jo-Amalek mi nonindo Ziklag ndalo ariyo.
2 on the third day, behold, a man came out of the camp from Saul, with his clothes torn and earth on his head. When he came to David, he fell to the earth and showed respect.
Chiengʼ mar adek ngʼato nobiro koa e kambi mar Saulo korwako lewni moyiech to wiye otimo buru, kane ochopo ir Daudi nokulore nyaka piny komiye duongʼ.
3 David said to him, “Where do you come from?” He said to him, “I have escaped out of the camp of Israel.”
Daudi nopenje niya, “Ia kanye?” Nodwoke niya, “Atony kawuok e kambi mar jo-Israel.”
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. Saul and Jonathan his son are dead also.”
Daudi nopenjo niya, “Wachnane, angʼo manotimore?” Nodwoke niya, “Ji noringo kawuok e lweny. Ngʼenygi nonegi kendo Saulo gi Jonathan wuode bende otho.”
5 David said to the young man who told him, “How do you know that Saul and Jonathan his son are dead?”
Eka Daudi nowachone wuowi mane okelone wach niya, “Ere kaka ingʼeyo ni Saulo gi wuode Jonathan osetho?”
6 The young man who told him said, “As I happened by chance on Mount Gilboa, behold, Saul was leaning on his spear; and behold, the chariots and the horsemen followed close behind him.
Wuowino nodwoke niya, “Ne oyudo ka an e got Gilboa kendo ne aneno Saulo kochwowore gi tongʼe, ka geche lweny kod joidhgi mane lawe ne chiegni juke.”
7 When he looked behind him, he saw me and called to me. I answered, ‘Here I am.’
Kane olokore monena, noluonga, mine apenje ni, Angʼo midwaro mondo atim?
8 He said to me, ‘Who are you?’ I answered him, ‘I am an Amalekite.’
“Nopenja ni, ‘In ngʼa?’ “Ne adwoke ni, ‘An ja-Amalek.’
9 He said to me, ‘Please stand beside me, and kill me, for anguish has taken hold of me because my life lingers in me.’
“Eka nowachona ni, ‘Sud ira ka mondo inega! Nikech awinjo rem malit to ngimana pod nitie.’
10 So I stood beside him and killed him, because I was sure that he could not live after he had fallen. 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.”
“Omiyo ne asudo bute mi anege, nikech ne angʼeyo ni kaka ne osepodho ne ok onyal chungʼ malo mi otony. Ne akawo osimbo mar loch mane ni e wiye gi bangli mane ni e kor bade kendo asekelogi ka ni ruodha.”
11 Then David took hold on his clothes and tore them; and all the men who were with him did likewise.
Eka Daudi gi joma nenikode nomako lepgi moyiecho.
12 They mourned, wept, and fasted until evening for Saul and for Jonathan his son, and for the people of Yahweh, and for the house of Israel, because they had fallen by the sword.
Negikuyo ka giywak kendo ka giriyo kech nyaka ochopo odhiambo, ka giywago Saulo gi wuode Jonathan, to gi jolweny mag Jehova Nyasaye to gi jo-Israel, nikech ne oseneg-gi gi ligangla.
13 David said to the young man who told him, “Where are you from?” He answered, “I am the son of a foreigner, an Amalekite.”
Daudi nowacho ni rawera mane okelone wach niya, “In jakanye?” Nodwoke niya, “An wuod jadak ma ja-Amalek.”
14 David said to him, “Why were you not afraid to stretch out your hand to destroy Yahweh’s anointed?”
Daudi nopenje niya, “Angʼo momiyo ne ok iluor mar tingʼo badi kinego ngʼat Jehova Nyasaye mowir?”
15 David called one of the young men and said, “Go near, and cut him down!” He struck him so that he died.
Eka Daudi noluongo achiel kuom joge mowachone niya, “Dhi inege!” Omiyo ngʼatno nochwowe motho.
16 David said to him, “Your blood be on your head, for your mouth has testified against you, saying, ‘I have slain Yahweh’s anointed.’”
Nimar Daudi nosewachone niya, “Rembi obedi e wiyi iwuon. Dhogi ema osebedo janeno mari ka iwacho ni, ‘Asenego ngʼat Jehova Nyasaye mowir.’”
17 David lamented with this lamentation over Saul and over Jonathan his son
Daudi nochwogo wend ywak miywagogo Saulo gi wuode Jonathan,
18 (and he commanded them to teach the children of Judah the song of the bow; behold, it is written in the book of Jashar):
kendo nochiko mondo opuonj jo-Juda wend ywak mar atungʼ mondiki e Kitabu mar Jasher kama:
19 “Your glory, Israel, was slain on your high places! How the mighty have fallen!
“Yaye Israel, jogi moluor oriere piny konegi e gode maboyo. Mano kaka roteke osepodho.
20 Don’t tell it in Gath. Don’t publish it in the streets of Ashkelon, lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph.
“Kik iwach wachni e piny Gath, kik ihul wachni e yore man Ashkelon, nono to dimi nyi jo-Filistia bed moil, bende dimi nyi joma ok oter nyangu bed moil.
21 You mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew or rain on you, and no fields of offerings; for there the shield of the mighty was defiled and cast away, the shield of Saul was not anointed with oil.
“Yaye gode mag Gilboa, mad ibed maonge thoo kata koth, kata puothe machiego cham michiwo. Nimar kanyo ema ne odwanye kuodi mag joma rateke, kuodi mag Saulo, tinde ok wir gi mo.
22 From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty, Jonathan’s bow didn’t turn back. Saul’s sword didn’t return empty.
Koa kuom remb joma nonegi, koa kuom ringre joma rateke, atungʼ mar Jonathan ne ok odwogo, ligangla mar Saulo ne ok odwogo nono.
23 Saul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in their lives. In their death, they were not divided. They were swifter than eagles. They were stronger than lions.
“Saulo gi Jonathan ne oher kendo ne gin joma longʼo kane gingima, kendo e kinde thogi ne ok gipogore. Negiringo matek maloyo ongo, kendo ne gitek maloyo sibuor.
24 You daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, who clothed you delicately in scarlet, who put ornaments of gold on your clothing.
“Yaye nyi Israel, ywaguru Saulo, mane orwakou gi lewni makwar kendo marep-rep, mane oduso lepu gi gik molos gi dhahabu.
25 How the mighty have fallen in the middle of the battle! Jonathan was slain on your high places.
“Mano kaka joma rateke osetho e lweny! Jonathan onindo konegi e godeu maboyo.
26 I am distressed for you, my brother Jonathan. You have been very pleasant to me. Your love to me was wonderful, surpassing the love of women.
Aywagi malit, Jonathan omera; ne ageni ahinya. Herani koda ne lich miwuoro, moloyo hera mar mon.
27 How the mighty have fallen, and the weapons of war have perished!”
“Mano kaka joma rateke osetho! Kendo gigegi mag lweny osetieki!”
