1 Now it came to pass after the death of Saul, when David was returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites, and David had stayed two days in 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 on his head: and so it was, when he came to David, that he fell to the earth, and did obeisance.3 And David said to him, From where come you? And he said to him, Out of the camp of Israel am I escaped.4 And David said to him, How went the matter? I pray you, tell me. And he answered, That 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.5 And David said to the young man that told him, How know you that Saul and Jonathan his son be dead?6 And the young man that told him said, As I happened by chance on mount Gilboa, behold, Saul leaned on his spear; and, see, the chariots and horsemen followed hard after him.7 And when he looked behind him, he saw me, and called to me. And I answered, Here am I.8 And he said to me, Who are you? And I answered him, I am an Amalekite.9 He said to me again, Stand, I pray you, on me, and slay me: for anguish is come on me, because my life is yet whole in me.10 So I stood on 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 on his head, and the bracelet that was on his arm, and have brought them here to my lord.11 Then David took hold on his clothes, and rent them; and likewise all the men that were with him: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.13 And David said to the young man that told him, From where are you? And he answered, I am the son of a stranger, an Amalekite.14 And David said to him, How were you not afraid to stretch forth your hand to destroy the LORD' anointed?15 And David called one of the young men, and said, Go near, and fall on him. And he smote him that he died.16 And David said to him, Your blood be on your head; for your mouth has testified against you, saying, I have slain the LORD' anointed.17 And David lamented with this lamentation over Saul and over Jonathan his son:18 (Also he bade them teach the children of Judah the use of the bow: behold, it is written in the book of Jasher.)19 The beauty of Israel is slain on your high places: how are the mighty fallen!20 Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Askelon; lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph.21 You mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew, neither let there be rain, on you, nor fields of offerings: for there the shield of the mighty is vilely cast away, the shield of Saul, as though he had not been anointed with oil.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.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.24 You daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, who clothed you in scarlet, with other delights, who put on ornaments of gold on your apparel.25 How are the mighty fallen in the middle of the battle! O Jonathan, you were slain in your high places.26 I am distressed for you, my brother Jonathan: very pleasant have you been to me: your love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women.27 How are the mighty fallen, and the weapons of war perished!

1 Depois da morte de Saul, tendo Davi voltado da derrota dos amalequitas e estando há dois dias em Ziclague,2 ao terceiro dia veio um homem do arraial de Saul, com as vestes rasgadas e a cabeça coberta de terra; e, chegando ele a Davi, prostrou-se em terra e lhe fez reverência.3 Perguntou-lhe Davi: Donde vens? Ele lhe respondeu: Escapei do arraial de Israel.4 Davi ainda lhe indagou: Como foi lá isso? Dize-mo. Ao que ele lhe respondeu: O povo fugiu da batalha, e muitos do povo caíram, e morreram; também Saul e Jônatas, seu filho, foram mortos.5 Perguntou Davi ao mancebo que lhe trazia as novas: Como sabes que Saul e Jônatas, seu filho, são mortos?6 Então disse o mancebo que lhe dava a notícia: Achava-me por acaso no monte Gilboa, e eis que Saul se encostava sobre a sua lança; os carros e os cavaleiros apertavam com ele.7 Nisso, olhando ele para trás, viu-me e me chamou; e eu disse: Eis-me aqui.8 Ao que ele me perguntou: Quem és tu? E eu lhe respondi: Sou amalequita.9 Então ele me disse: Chega-te a mim, e mata-me, porque uma vertigem se apoderou de mim, e toda a minha vida está ainda em mim.10 Cheguei-me, pois, a ele, e o matei, porque bem sabia eu que ele não viveria depois de ter caído; e tomei a coroa que ele tinha na cabeça, e o bracelete que trazia no braço, e os trouxe aqui a meu senhor.11 Então pegou Davi nas suas vestes e as rasgou; e assim fizeram também todos os homens que estavam com ele;12 e prantearam, e choraram, e jejuaram até a tarde por Saul, e por Jônatas, seu filho, e pelo povo do Senhor, e pela casa de Israel, porque tinham caída à espada.13 Perguntou então Davi ao mancebo que lhe trouxera a nova: Donde és tu? Respondeu ele: Sou filho de um peregrino amalequita.14 Davi ainda lhe perguntou: Como não temeste estender a mão para matares o ungido do Senhor?15 Então Davi, chamando um dos mancebos, disse-lhe: chega-te, e lança-te sobre ele. E o mancebo o feriu, de sorte que morreu.16 Pois Davi lhe dissera: O teu sangue seja sobre a tua cabeça, porque a tua própria boca testificou contra ti, dizendo: Eu matei o ungido do Senhor.17 Lamentou Davi a Saul e a Jônatas, seu filho, com esta lamentação,18 mandando que fosse ensinada aos filhos de Judá; eis que está escrita no livro de Jasar:19 Tua glória, ó Israel, foi morta sobre os teus altos! Como caíram os valorosos!20 Não o noticieis em Gate, nem o publiqueis nas ruas de Asquelom; para que não se alegrem as filhas dos filisteus, para que não exultem as filhas dos incircuncisos.21 Vós, montes de Gilboa, nem orvalho, nem chuva caia sobre, vós, ó campos de morte; pois ali desprezivelmente foi arrojado o escudo dos valorosos, o escudo de Saul, ungido com óleo.22 Do sangue dos feridos, da gordura dos valorosos, nunca recuou o arco de Jônatas, nem voltou vazia a espada de Saul.23 Saul e Jônatas, tão queridos e amáveis na sua vida, também na sua morte não se separaram; eram mais ligeiros do que as águias, mais fortes do que os leões.24 Vós, filhas de Israel, chorai por Saul, que vos vestia deliciosamente de escarlata, que vos punha sobre os vestidos adornos de ouro.25 Como caíram os valorosos no meio da peleja!26 Angustiado estou por ti, meu irmão Jônatas; muito querido me eras! Maravilhoso me era o teu amor, ultrapassando o amor de mulheres.27 Como caíram os valorosos, e pereceram as armas de guerra!