2 Samuel 1
1 Mgbe Sọl nwụsịrị, Devid si ebe ọ gara tigbuo ndị Amalek lọghachi. Devid nọrọ ụbọchị abụọ na Ziklag.
After the death of Saul, when David had returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites, and David had stayed two days in Ziklag,
2 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.
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.
3 Devid jụrụ ya sị, “Ebee ka i si bịa?” Nwoke ahụ zara sị, “Esi m nʼọmụma ụlọ ikwu ndị Izrel gbapụta.”
David said to him, “Where do you come from?” He said to him, “I have escaped out of the camp of Israel.”
4 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!”
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.”
5 Devid jụrụ ya sị, “Olee otu i si mata na Sọl na Jonatan anwụọla?”
David said to the young man who told him, “How do you know that Saul and Jonathan his son are dead?”
6 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.
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.
7 Mgbe ọ hụrụ m, ọ kpọrọ m ka m bịakwute ya. Azara m ya sị, ‘Gịnị ka m nwere ike ime?’
When he looked behind him, he saw me and called to me. I answered, ‘Here I am.’
8 “Ọ jụrụ m sị, ‘Ị bụ onye?’ “Azara m ya sị, ‘Abụ m onye Amalek.’
He said to me, ‘Who are you?’ I answered him, ‘I am an Amalekite.’
9 “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.’
He said to me, ‘Please stand beside me, and kill me, for anguish has taken hold of me because my life lingers in me.’
10 “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.”
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.”
11 Mgbe Devid na ndị ikom ya nụrụ ihe ndị a. Ha dọwara uwe ha.
Then David took hold on his clothes and tore them; and all the men who were with him did likewise.
12 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.
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.
13 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.”
David said to the young man who told him, “Where are you from?” He answered, “I am the son of a foreigner, an Amalekite.”
14 Devid jụrụ ya sị, “Gịnị mere i ji setịpụ aka gị, na-atụghị ụjọ, tigbuo onye Onyenwe anyị tere mmanụ?”
David said to him, “Why were you not afraid to stretch out your hand to destroy Yahweh’s anointed?”
15 Devid kpọrọ otu nʼime ndị ikom ya sị ya, “Gbuo ya!” Nwoke ahụ weere mma agha gbuo ya.
David called one of the young men and said, “Go near, and cut him down!” He struck him so that he died.
16 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.’”
David said to him, “Your blood be on your head, for your mouth has testified against you, saying, ‘I have slain Yahweh’s anointed.’”
17 Emesịa, Devid depụtara abụ akwa a nʼihi Sọl na Jonatan.
David lamented with this lamentation over Saul and over Jonathan his son
18 O nyere iwu ka akụziere ndị Juda, abụ ùta a. E dere ya nʼime akwụkwọ Jesha.
(and he commanded them to teach the children of Judah the song of the bow; behold, it is written in the book of Jashar):
19 “Ebube gị, gị Izrel, abụrụla ihe e gburu nʼebe gị niile dị elu. Lee ka ndị bụ dike si daa!
“Your glory, Israel, was slain on your high places! How the mighty have fallen!
20 “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.
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.
21 “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.
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.
22 “Site nʼọbara ndị e gburu egbu, site nʼanụ ahụ ndị dị ike. Ụta Jonatan alọghachighị azụ. Mma agha Sọl agbaghịkwa aka lọghachi.
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.
23 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.
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.
24 “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.
You daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, who clothed you delicately in scarlet, who put ornaments of gold on your clothing.
25 “Lee ka ndị dị ike si daa nʼetiti ọgbọ agha. E gbuola Jonatan nʼelu ugwu;
How the mighty have fallen in the middle of the battle! Jonathan was slain on your high places.
26 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.
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.
27 “Lee ka ndị dị ike si daa! Ngwa agha niile abụrụla ihe lara nʼiyi!”
How the mighty have fallen, and the weapons of war have perished!”
