Chapter 1
Saul’s Death Reported to David
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- After the death of Saul, David returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites and stayed… in Ziklag two days.
𐤅𐤉𐤄𐤉 𐤀𐤇𐤓𐤉 𐤌𐤅𐤕 𐤔𐤀𐤅𐤋 𐤅𐤃𐤅𐤃 𐤔𐤁 𐤌𐤄𐤊𐤅𐤕 𐤀𐤕 𐤄𐤏𐤌𐤋𐤒 𐤅𐤉𐤔𐤁 𐤃𐤅𐤃 𐤁𐤑𐤒𐤋𐤂 𐤔𐤍𐤉𐤌 𐤉𐤌𐤉𐤌
וַיְהִ֗י אַֽחֲרֵי֙ מ֣וֹת שָׁא֔וּל וְדָוִ֣ד שָׁ֔ב מֵהַכּ֖וֹת אֶת־ הָעֲמָלֵ֑ק וַיֵּ֧שֶׁב דָּוִ֛ד בְּצִקְלָ֖ג שְׁנָֽיִם׃ יָמִ֥ים way·hî ’a·ḥă·rê mō·wṯ šā·’ūl wə·ḏā·wiḏ šāḇ mê·hak·kō·wṯ ’eṯ- hā·‘ă·mā·lêq way·yê·šeḇ dā·wiḏ bə·ṣiq·lāḡ šə·nā·yim yā·mîm — WLC · 1
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- On the third… day a man with torn clothes and dust on his head arrived from Saul’s camp… When he came to David, he fell to the ground to pay him homage.
𐤅𐤉𐤄𐤉 𐤄𐤔𐤋𐤉𐤔𐤉 𐤅𐤄𐤍𐤄 𐤁𐤉𐤅𐤌 𐤀𐤉𐤔 𐤒𐤓𐤏𐤉𐤌 𐤅𐤁𐤂𐤃𐤉𐤅 𐤅𐤀𐤃𐤌𐤄 𐤏𐤋 𐤓𐤀𐤔𐤅 𐤅𐤉𐤄𐤉 𐤁𐤀 𐤌𐤍 𐤔𐤀𐤅𐤋 𐤄𐤌𐤇𐤍𐤄 𐤌𐤏𐤌 𐤁𐤁𐤀𐤅 𐤀𐤋 𐤃𐤅𐤃 𐤅𐤉𐤐𐤋 𐤀𐤓𐤑𐤄 𐤅𐤉𐤔𐤕𐤇𐤅
וַיְהִ֣י׀ הַשְּׁלִישִׁ֗י וְהִנֵּה֩ בַּיּ֣וֹם אִ֨ישׁ קְרֻעִ֔ים וּבְגָדָ֣יו וַאֲדָמָ֖ה עַל־ רֹאשׁ֑וֹ וַיְהִי֙ בָּ֤א מִן־ שָׁא֔וּל הַֽמַּחֲנֶה֙ מֵעִ֣ם בְּבֹא֣וֹ אֶל־ דָּוִ֔ד וַיִּפֹּ֥ל אַ֖רְצָה וַיִּשְׁתָּֽחוּ׃ way·hî haš·šə·lî·šî wə·hin·nêh bay·yō·wm ’îš qə·ru·‘îm ū·ḇə·ḡā·ḏāw wa·’ă·ḏā·māh ‘al- rō·šōw way·hî bā min- šā·’ūl ham·ma·ḥă·neh mê·‘im bə·ḇō·’ōw ’el- dā·wiḏ way·yip·pōl ’ar·ṣāh way·yiš·tā·ḥū — WLC · 2
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“Where… have you come from?” David asked “I have escaped from the Israelite camp,” he replied -.
𐤀𐤉 𐤌𐤆𐤄 𐤕𐤁𐤅𐤀 𐤃𐤅𐤃 𐤅𐤉𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤋𐤅 𐤍𐤌𐤋𐤈𐤕𐤉 𐤉𐤔𐤓𐤀𐤋 𐤌𐤌𐤇𐤍𐤄 𐤅𐤉𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤀𐤋𐤉𐤅
אֵ֥י מִזֶּ֖ה תָּב֑וֹא דָּוִ֔ד וַיֹּ֤אמֶר לוֹ֙ נִמְלָֽטְתִּי׃ יִשְׂרָאֵ֖ל מִמַּחֲנֵ֥ה וַיֹּ֣אמֶר אֵלָ֔יו ’ê miz·zeh tā·ḇō·w dā·wiḏ way·yō·mer lōw nim·lā·ṭə·tî yiś·rā·’êl mim·ma·ḥă·nêh way·yō·mer ’ê·lāw — WLC · 3
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“What was the outcome…?” David asked… “Please tell me.” “The troops fled from the battle,” he replied. - “Many of [them] fell and died. And Saul and his son Jonathan are also dead.”
𐤌𐤄 𐤄𐤉𐤄 𐤄𐤃𐤁𐤓 𐤃𐤅𐤃 𐤅𐤉𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤀𐤋𐤉𐤅 𐤍𐤀 𐤄𐤂𐤃 𐤋𐤉 𐤄𐤏𐤌 𐤍𐤎 𐤌𐤍 𐤄𐤌𐤋𐤇𐤌𐤄 𐤅𐤉𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤀𐤔𐤓 𐤅𐤂𐤌 𐤄𐤓𐤁𐤄 𐤌𐤍 𐤄𐤏𐤌 𐤍𐤐𐤋 𐤅𐤉𐤌𐤕𐤅 𐤅𐤂𐤌 𐤔𐤀𐤅𐤋 𐤁𐤍𐤅 𐤅𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤍𐤕𐤍 𐤌𐤕𐤅
מֶה־ הָיָ֥ה הַדָּבָ֖ר דָּוִ֛ד וַיֹּ֨אמֶר אֵלָ֥יו נָ֣א הַגֶּד־ לִ֑י הָעָ֜ם נָ֨ס מִן־ הַמִּלְחָמָ֗ה וַ֠יֹּאמֶר אֲשֶׁר־ וְגַם־ הַרְבֵּ֞ה מִן־ הָעָם֙ נָפַ֤ל וַיָּמֻ֔תוּ וְגַ֗ם שָׁא֛וּל בְּנ֖וֹ וִיהוֹנָתָ֥ן מֵֽתוּ׃ meh- hā·yāh had·dā·ḇār dā·wiḏ way·yō·mer ’ê·lāw nā hag·geḏ- lî hā·‘ām nās min- ham·mil·ḥā·māh way·yō·mer ’ă·šer- wə·ḡam- har·bêh min- hā·‘ām nā·p̄al way·yā·mu·ṯū wə·ḡam šā·’ūl bə·nōw wî·hō·w·nā·ṯān mê·ṯū — WLC · 4
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Then David… asked the young man who had brought him the report…, “How do you know that Saul and his son Jonathan are dead?”
𐤃𐤅𐤃 𐤀𐤋 𐤅𐤉𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤄𐤍𐤏𐤓 𐤄𐤌𐤂𐤉𐤃 𐤋𐤅 𐤀𐤉𐤊 𐤉𐤃𐤏𐤕 𐤊𐤉 𐤔𐤀𐤅𐤋 𐤁𐤍𐤅 𐤅𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤍𐤕𐤍 𐤌𐤕
דָּוִ֔ד אֶל־ וַיֹּ֣אמֶר הַנַּ֖עַר הַמַּגִּ֣יד ל֑וֹ אֵ֣יךְ יָדַ֔עְתָּ כִּי־ שָׁא֖וּל בְּנֽוֹ׃ וִיהֽוֹנָתָ֥ן מֵ֥ת dā·wiḏ ’el- way·yō·mer han·na·‘ar ham·mag·gîḏ lōw ’êḵ yā·ḏa‘·tā kî- šā·’ūl bə·nōw wî·hō·w·nā·ṯān mêṯ — WLC · 5
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“I happened… to be on Mount Gilboa,” [he] - replied, “and there was Saul, leaning on his spear, with the chariots… and the cavalry closing in on him.
𐤍𐤒𐤓𐤀 𐤍𐤒𐤓𐤉𐤕𐤉 𐤁𐤄𐤓 𐤄𐤂𐤋𐤁𐤏 𐤄𐤍𐤏𐤓 𐤄𐤌𐤂𐤉𐤃 𐤋𐤅 𐤅𐤉𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤅𐤄𐤍𐤄 𐤔𐤀𐤅𐤋 𐤍𐤔𐤏𐤍 𐤏𐤋 𐤇𐤍𐤉𐤕𐤅 𐤅𐤄𐤍𐤄 𐤄𐤓𐤊𐤁 𐤅𐤁𐤏𐤋𐤉 𐤄𐤐𐤓𐤔𐤉𐤌 𐤄𐤃𐤁𐤒𐤄𐤅
נִקְרֹ֤א נִקְרֵ֙יתִי֙ בְּהַ֣ר הַגִּלְבֹּ֔עַ הַנַּ֣עַר׀ הַמַּגִּ֣יד ל֗וֹ וַיֹּ֜אמֶר וְהִנֵּ֥ה שָׁא֖וּל נִשְׁעָ֣ן עַל־ חֲנִית֑וֹ וְהִנֵּ֥ה הָרֶ֛כֶב וּבַעֲלֵ֥י הַפָּרָשִׁ֖ים הִדְבִּקֻֽהוּ׃ niq·rō niq·rê·ṯî bə·har hag·gil·bō·a‘ han·na·‘ar ham·mag·gîḏ lōw way·yō·mer wə·hin·nêh šā·’ūl niš·‘ān ‘al- ḥă·nî·ṯōw wə·hin·nêh hā·re·ḵeḇ ū·ḇa·‘ă·lê hap·pā·rā·šîm hiḏ·bi·qu·hū — WLC · 6
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When he turned around… and saw me, he called out to me, and I answered, ‘Here I am!’
𐤅𐤉𐤐𐤍 𐤀𐤇𐤓𐤉𐤅 𐤅𐤉𐤓𐤀𐤍𐤉 𐤅𐤉𐤒𐤓𐤀 𐤀𐤋𐤉 𐤅𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤄𐤍𐤍𐤉
וַיִּ֥פֶן אַחֲרָ֖יו וַיִּרְאֵ֑נִי וַיִּקְרָ֣א אֵלָ֔י וָאֹמַ֖ר הִנֵּֽנִי׃ way·yi·p̄en ’a·ḥă·rāw way·yir·’ê·nî way·yiq·rā ’ê·lāy wā·’ō·mar hin·nê·nî — WLC · 7
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‘Who are you?’ he asked So I told him, ‘I am an Amalekite.’
𐤌𐤉 𐤀𐤕𐤄 𐤅𐤉𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤋𐤉 𐤅𐤉𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤀𐤋𐤉𐤅 𐤀𐤍𐤊𐤉 𐤏𐤌𐤋𐤒𐤉
מִי־ אָ֑תָּה וַיֹּ֥אמֶר לִ֖י וַיֹּאמֶר אֵלָ֔יו אָנֹֽכִי׃ עֲמָלֵקִ֖י mî- ’āt·tāh way·yō·mer lî way·yō·mɛr ’ê·lāw ’ā·nō·ḵî ‘ă·mā·lê·qî — WLC · 8
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Then he begged me,… ‘Stand… over me and kill me, for agony has seized me, but my life… still lingers.’
𐤅𐤉𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤀𐤋𐤉 𐤏𐤌𐤃 𐤍𐤀 𐤏𐤋𐤉 𐤅𐤌𐤕𐤕𐤍𐤉 𐤊𐤉 𐤄𐤔𐤁𐤑 𐤀𐤇𐤆𐤍𐤉 𐤊𐤉 𐤍𐤐𐤔𐤉 𐤁𐤉 𐤊𐤋 𐤏𐤅𐤃
וַיֹּ֣אמֶר אֵלַ֗י עֲמָד־ נָ֤א עָלַי֙ וּמֹ֣תְתֵ֔נִי כִּ֥י הַשָּׁבָ֑ץ אֲחָזַ֖נִי כִּֽי־ נַפְשִׁ֖י בִּֽי׃ כָל־ ע֥וֹד way·yō·mer ’ê·lay ‘ă·māḏ- nā ‘ā·lay ū·mō·ṯə·ṯê·nî kî haš·šā·ḇāṣ ’ă·ḥā·za·nî kî- nap̄·šî bî ḵāl ‘ō·wḏ — WLC · 9
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So I stood over him and killed him, because I knew that after he had fallen he could not survive. And I took the crown that was on his head and the band that was on his arm, and I have brought them here to my lord.”
𐤅𐤀𐤏𐤌𐤃 𐤏𐤋𐤉𐤅 𐤅𐤀𐤌𐤕𐤕𐤄𐤅 𐤊𐤉 𐤉𐤃𐤏𐤕𐤉 𐤊𐤉 𐤀𐤇𐤓𐤉 𐤍𐤐𐤋𐤅 𐤋𐤀 𐤉𐤇𐤉𐤄 𐤅𐤀𐤒𐤇 𐤄𐤍𐤆𐤓 𐤀𐤔𐤓 𐤏𐤋 𐤓𐤀𐤔𐤅 𐤅𐤀𐤑𐤏𐤃𐤄 𐤀𐤔𐤓 𐤏𐤋 𐤆𐤓𐤏𐤅 𐤅𐤀𐤁𐤉𐤀𐤌 𐤄𐤍𐤄 𐤀𐤋 𐤀𐤃𐤍𐤉
וָאֶעֱמֹ֤ד עָלָיו֙ וַאֲמֹ֣תְתֵ֔הוּ כִּ֣י יָדַ֔עְתִּי כִּ֛י אַחֲרֵ֣י נִפְל֑וֹ לֹ֥א יִֽחְיֶ֖ה וָאֶקַּ֞ח הַנֵּ֣זֶר׀ אֲשֶׁ֣ר עַל־ רֹאשׁ֗וֹ וְאֶצְעָדָה֙ אֲשֶׁ֣ר עַל־ זְרֹע֔וֹ וָאֲבִיאֵ֥ם הֵֽנָּה׃ אֶל־ אֲדֹנִ֖י wā·’e·‘ĕ·mōḏ ‘ā·lāw wa·’ă·mō·ṯə·ṯê·hū kî yā·ḏa‘·tî kî ’a·ḥă·rê nip̄·lōw lō yiḥ·yeh wā·’eq·qaḥ han·nê·zer ’ă·šer ‘al- rō·šōw wə·’eṣ·‘ā·ḏāh ’ă·šer ‘al- zə·rō·‘ōw wā·’ă·ḇî·’êm hên·nāh ’el- ’ă·ḏō·nî — WLC · 10
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Then David took hold of his own clothes and tore them, and all the men who [were] with him did the same.
𐤃𐤅𐤃 𐤅𐤉𐤇𐤆𐤒 𐤁𐤁𐤂𐤃𐤅 𐤅𐤉𐤒𐤓𐤏𐤌 𐤊𐤋 𐤄𐤀𐤍𐤔𐤉𐤌 𐤀𐤔𐤓 𐤀𐤕𐤅 𐤅𐤂𐤌
דָּוִ֛ד וַיַּחֲזֵ֥ק בִּבְגָדוֹ וַיִּקְרָעֵ֑ם כָּל־ הָאֲנָשִׁ֖ים אֲשֶׁ֥ר אִתּֽוֹ׃ וְגַ֥ם dā·wiḏ way·ya·ḥă·zêq biḇ·ḡå̄·ḏō way·yiq·rā·‘êm kāl- hā·’ă·nā·šîm ’ă·šer ’it·tōw wə·ḡam — WLC · 11
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They mourned and wept and fasted until evening for Saul and his son… Jonathan, and for the people of the LORD… and the house of Israel, because they had fallen by the sword.
𐤅𐤉𐤎𐤐𐤃𐤅 𐤅𐤉𐤁𐤊𐤅 𐤅𐤉𐤑𐤌𐤅 𐤏𐤃 𐤄𐤏𐤓𐤁 𐤏𐤋 𐤔𐤀𐤅𐤋 𐤅𐤏𐤋 𐤁𐤍𐤅 𐤅𐤏𐤋 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤍𐤕𐤍 𐤏𐤌 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 𐤅𐤏𐤋 𐤁𐤉𐤕 𐤉𐤔𐤓𐤀𐤋 𐤊𐤉 𐤍𐤐𐤋𐤅 𐤁𐤇𐤓𐤁𐤎
וַֽיִּסְפְּדוּ֙ וַיִּבְכּ֔וּ וַיָּצֻ֖מוּ עַד־ הָעָ֑רֶב עַל־ שָׁא֞וּל וְעַל־ בְּנ֗וֹ וְעַל־ יְהוֹנָתָ֣ן עַ֤ם יְהוָה֙ וְעַל־ בֵּ֣ית יִשְׂרָאֵ֔ל כִּ֥י נָפְל֖וּ בֶּחָֽרֶב׃ס way·yis·pə·ḏū way·yiḇ·kū way·yā·ṣu·mū ‘aḏ- hā·‘ā·reḇ ‘al- šā·’ūl wə·‘al- bə·nōw wə·‘al- yə·hō·w·nā·ṯān ‘am Yah·weh wə·‘al- bêṯ yiś·rā·’êl kî nā·p̄ə·lū be·ḥā·reḇ — WLC · 12
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And David inquired of the young man who had brought him the report…, “Where… are you from?” “I am the son… of a foreigner,” he answered. “I am an Amalekite.”
𐤃𐤅𐤃 𐤅𐤉𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤀𐤋 𐤄𐤍𐤏𐤓 𐤄𐤌𐤂𐤉𐤃 𐤋𐤅 𐤀𐤉 𐤌𐤆𐤄 𐤀𐤕𐤄 𐤁𐤍 𐤀𐤉𐤔 𐤂𐤓 𐤅𐤉𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤀𐤍𐤊𐤉 𐤏𐤌𐤋𐤒𐤉
דָּוִ֗ד וַיֹּ֣אמֶר אֶל־ הַנַּ֙עַר֙ הַמַּגִּ֣יד ל֔וֹ אֵ֥י מִזֶּ֖ה אָ֑תָּה בֶּן־ אִ֛ישׁ גֵּ֥ר וַיֹּ֕אמֶר אָנֹֽכִי׃ עֲמָלֵקִ֖י dā·wiḏ way·yō·mer ’el- han·na·‘ar ham·mag·gîḏ lōw ’ê miz·zeh ’āt·tāh ben- ’îš gêr way·yō·mer ’ā·nō·ḵî ‘ă·mā·lê·qî — WLC · 13
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So David asked him, “Why were you not afraid to lift your hand to destroy the LORD’s anointed?”
𐤃𐤅𐤃 𐤅𐤉𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤀𐤋𐤉𐤅 𐤀𐤉𐤊 𐤋𐤀 𐤉𐤓𐤀𐤕 𐤋𐤔𐤋𐤇 𐤉𐤃𐤊 𐤋𐤔𐤇𐤕 𐤀𐤕 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 𐤌𐤔𐤉𐤇
דָּוִ֑ד וַיֹּ֥אמֶר אֵלָ֖יו אֵ֚יךְ לֹ֣א יָרֵ֔אתָ לִשְׁלֹ֙חַ֙ יָֽדְךָ֔ לְשַׁחֵ֖ת אֶת־ יְהוָֽה׃ מְשִׁ֥יחַ dā·wiḏ way·yō·mer ’ê·lāw ’êḵ lō yā·rê·ṯā liš·lō·aḥ yā·ḏə·ḵā lə·ša·ḥêṯ ’eṯ- Yah·weh mə·šî·aḥ — WLC · 14
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Then David summoned one of the young men and said, “Go, execute him!” So [the young man] struck him down, and he died.
𐤃𐤅𐤃 𐤅𐤉𐤒𐤓𐤀 𐤋𐤀𐤇𐤃 𐤌𐤄𐤍𐤏𐤓𐤉𐤌 𐤅𐤉𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤂𐤔 𐤐𐤂𐤏 𐤁𐤅 𐤅𐤉𐤊𐤄𐤅 𐤅𐤉𐤌𐤕
דָוִ֗ד וַיִּקְרָ֣א לְאַחַד֙ מֵֽהַנְּעָרִ֔ים וַיֹּ֖אמֶר גַּ֣שׁ פְּגַע־ בּ֑וֹ וַיַּכֵּ֖הוּ וַיָּמֹֽת׃ ḏā·wiḏ way·yiq·rā lə·’a·ḥaḏ mê·han·nə·‘ā·rîm way·yō·mer gaš pə·ḡa‘- bōw way·yak·kê·hū way·yā·mōṯ — WLC · 15
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For David had said to the Amalekite, “Your blood [be] on your own head because your own mouth has testified against you, saying, ‘I killed the LORD’s anointed.’”
𐤃𐤅𐤃 𐤅𐤉𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤀𐤋𐤉𐤅 𐤃𐤌𐤉𐤊 𐤏𐤋 𐤓𐤀𐤔𐤊 𐤊𐤉 𐤐𐤉𐤊 𐤏𐤍𐤄 𐤁𐤊 𐤋𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤀𐤍𐤊𐤉 𐤌𐤕𐤕𐤉 𐤀𐤕 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄𐤎 𐤌𐤔𐤉𐤇
דָּוִ֔ד וַיֹּ֤אמֶר אֵלָיו֙ דָּמֶיךָ עַל־ רֹאשֶׁ֑ךָ כִּ֣י פִ֗יךָ עָנָ֤ה בְךָ֙ לֵאמֹ֔ר אָנֹכִ֥י מֹתַ֖תִּי אֶת־ יְהוָֽה׃ס מְשִׁ֥יחַ dā·wiḏ way·yō·mer ’ê·lāw då̄·mɛ·ḵå̄ ‘al- rō·še·ḵā kî p̄î·ḵā ‘ā·nāh ḇə·ḵā lê·mōr ’ā·nō·ḵî mō·ṯat·tî ’eṯ- Yah·weh mə·šî·aḥ — WLC · 16
David’s Song for Saul and Jonathan
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Then David took up this lament for Saul… and his son Jonathan,
𐤃𐤅𐤃 𐤅𐤉𐤒𐤍𐤍 𐤀𐤕 𐤄𐤆𐤀𐤕 𐤄𐤒𐤉𐤍𐤄 𐤏𐤋 𐤔𐤀𐤅𐤋 𐤅𐤏𐤋 𐤁𐤍𐤅 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤍𐤕𐤍
דָּוִ֔ד וַיְקֹנֵ֣ן אֶת־ הַזֹּ֑את הַקִּינָ֖ה עַל־ שָׁא֖וּל וְעַל־ בְּנֽוֹ׃ יְהוֹנָתָ֥ן dā·wiḏ way·qō·nên ’eṯ- haz·zōṯ haq·qî·nāh ‘al- šā·’ūl wə·‘al- bə·nōw yə·hō·w·nā·ṯān — WLC · 17
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and he ordered that the sons of Judah be taught [the Song of] the Bow… It is written in the Book of Jashar:
𐤅𐤉𐤀𐤌𐤓 𐤁𐤍𐤉 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤃𐤄 𐤋𐤋𐤌𐤃 𐤒𐤔𐤕 𐤄𐤍𐤄 𐤊𐤕𐤅𐤁𐤄 𐤏𐤋 𐤎𐤐𐤓 𐤄𐤉𐤔𐤓
וַיֹּ֕אמֶר בְּנֵֽי־ יְהוּדָ֖ה לְלַמֵּ֥ד קָ֑שֶׁת הִנֵּ֥ה כְתוּבָ֖ה עַל־ סֵ֥פֶר הַיָּשָֽׁר׃ way·yō·mer bə·nê- yə·hū·ḏāh lə·lam·mêḏ qā·šeṯ hin·nêh ḵə·ṯū·ḇāh ‘al- sê·p̄er hay·yā·šār — WLC · 18
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“Your glory, O Israel, lies slain on your heights. How the mighty have fallen!
𐤄𐤑𐤁𐤉 𐤉𐤔𐤓𐤀𐤋 𐤇𐤋𐤋 𐤏𐤋 𐤁𐤌𐤅𐤕𐤉𐤊 𐤀𐤉𐤊 𐤂𐤁𐤅𐤓𐤉𐤌 𐤍𐤐𐤋𐤅
הַצְּבִי֙ יִשְׂרָאֵ֔ל חָלָ֑ל עַל־ בָּמוֹתֶ֖יךָ אֵ֖יךְ גִבּוֹרִֽים׃ נָפְל֥וּ haṣ·ṣə·ḇî yiś·rā·’êl ḥā·lāl ‘al- bā·mō·w·ṯe·ḵā ’êḵ ḡib·bō·w·rîm nā·p̄ə·lū — WLC · 19
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Tell [it] not in Gath; proclaim [it] not in the streets of Ashkelon, lest the daughters of the Philistines… rejoice, and the daughters of the uncircumcised exult.
𐤕𐤂𐤉𐤃𐤅 𐤀𐤋 𐤁𐤂𐤕 𐤕𐤁𐤔𐤓𐤅 𐤀𐤋 𐤁𐤇𐤅𐤑𐤕 𐤀𐤔𐤒𐤋𐤅𐤍 𐤐𐤍 𐤁𐤍𐤅𐤕 𐤐𐤋𐤔𐤕𐤉𐤌 𐤐𐤍 𐤕𐤔𐤌𐤇𐤍𐤄 𐤁𐤍𐤅𐤕 𐤄𐤏𐤓𐤋𐤉𐤌 𐤕𐤏𐤋𐤆𐤍𐤄
תַּגִּ֣ידוּ אַל־ בְגַ֔ת תְּבַשְּׂר֖וּ אַֽל־ בְּחוּצֹ֣ת אַשְׁקְל֑וֹן פֶּן־ בְּנ֣וֹת פְּלִשְׁתִּ֔ים פֶּֽן־ תִּשְׂמַ֙חְנָה֙ בְּנ֥וֹת הָעֲרֵלִֽים׃ תַּעֲלֹ֖זְנָה tag·gî·ḏū ’al- ḇə·ḡaṯ tə·ḇaś·śə·rū ’al- bə·ḥū·ṣōṯ ’aš·qə·lō·wn pen- bə·nō·wṯ pə·liš·tîm pen- tiś·maḥ·nāh bə·nō·wṯ hā·‘ă·rê·lîm ta·‘ă·lō·zə·nāh — WLC · 20
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O mountains of Gilboa, may you have no dew… or rain, no fields [yielding] offerings [of grain]. For there the shield of the mighty was defiled, the shield of Saul, no longer anointed with oil.
𐤄𐤓𐤉 𐤁𐤂𐤋𐤁𐤏 𐤏𐤋𐤉𐤊𐤌 𐤀𐤋 𐤈𐤋 𐤅𐤀𐤋 𐤌𐤈𐤓 𐤅𐤔𐤃𐤉 𐤕𐤓𐤅𐤌𐤕 𐤊𐤉 𐤔𐤌 𐤌𐤂𐤍 𐤂𐤁𐤅𐤓𐤉𐤌 𐤍𐤂𐤏𐤋 𐤌𐤂𐤍 𐤔𐤀𐤅𐤋 𐤁𐤋𐤉 𐤌𐤔𐤉𐤇 𐤁𐤔𐤌𐤍
הָרֵ֣י בַגִּלְבֹּ֗עַ עֲלֵיכֶ֖ם אַל־ טַ֧ל וְאַל־ מָטָ֛ר וּשְׂדֵ֣י תְרוּמֹ֑ת כִּ֣י שָׁ֤ם מָגֵ֣ן גִּבּוֹרִ֔ים נִגְעַל֙ מָגֵ֣ן שָׁא֔וּל בְּלִ֖י מָשִׁ֥יחַ בַּשָּֽׁמֶן׃ hā·rê ḇag·gil·bō·a‘ ‘ă·lê·ḵem ’al- ṭal wə·’al- mā·ṭār ū·śə·ḏê ṯə·rū·mōṯ kî šām mā·ḡên gib·bō·w·rîm niḡ·‘al mā·ḡên šā·’ūl bə·lî mā·šî·aḥ baš·šā·men — WLC · 21
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From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty, the bow of Jonathan did not retreat…, and the sword of Saul did not return empty.
𐤌𐤃𐤌 𐤇𐤋𐤋𐤉𐤌 𐤌𐤇𐤋𐤁 𐤂𐤁𐤅𐤓𐤉𐤌 𐤒𐤔𐤕 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤍𐤕𐤍 𐤋𐤀 𐤍𐤔𐤅𐤂 𐤀𐤇𐤅𐤓 𐤅𐤇𐤓𐤁 𐤔𐤀𐤅𐤋 𐤋𐤀 𐤕𐤔𐤅𐤁 𐤓𐤉𐤒𐤌
מִדַּ֣ם חֲלָלִ֗ים מֵחֵ֙לֶב֙ גִּבּוֹרִ֔ים קֶ֚שֶׁת יְה֣וֹנָתָ֔ן לֹ֥א נָשׂ֖וֹג אָח֑וֹר וְחֶ֣רֶב שָׁא֔וּל לֹ֥א תָשׁ֖וּב רֵיקָֽם׃ mid·dam ḥă·lā·lîm mê·ḥê·leḇ gib·bō·w·rîm qe·šeṯ yə·hō·w·nā·ṯān lō nā·śō·wḡ ’ā·ḥō·wr wə·ḥe·reḇ šā·’ūl lō ṯā·šūḇ rê·qām — WLC · 22
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Saul and Jonathan, beloved and delightful in life, were not divided in death. They were swifter than eagles; they were stronger than lions.
𐤔𐤀𐤅𐤋 𐤅𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤍𐤕𐤍 𐤄𐤍𐤀𐤄𐤁𐤉𐤌 𐤅𐤄𐤍𐤏𐤉𐤌𐤌 𐤁𐤇𐤉𐤉𐤄𐤌 𐤋𐤀 𐤍𐤐𐤓𐤃𐤅 𐤅𐤁𐤌𐤅𐤕𐤌 𐤒𐤋𐤅 𐤌𐤍𐤔𐤓𐤉𐤌 𐤂𐤁𐤓𐤅 𐤌𐤀𐤓𐤉𐤅𐤕
שָׁא֣וּל וִיהוֹנָתָ֗ן הַנֶּאֱהָבִ֤ים וְהַנְּעִימִם֙ בְּחַיֵּיהֶ֔ם לֹ֣א נִפְרָ֑דוּ וּבְמוֹתָ֖ם קַ֔לּוּ מִנְּשָׁרִ֣ים גָּבֵֽרוּ׃ מֵאֲרָי֖וֹת šā·’ūl wî·hō·w·nā·ṯān han·ne·’ĕ·hā·ḇîm wə·han·nə·‘î·mim bə·ḥay·yê·hem lō nip̄·rā·ḏū ū·ḇə·mō·w·ṯām qal·lū min·nə·šā·rîm gā·ḇê·rū mê·’ă·rā·yō·wṯ — WLC · 23
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O daughters of Israel, weep for Saul, who clothed you in scarlet and luxury, who decked your garments with ornaments of gold.
𐤁𐤍𐤅𐤕 𐤉𐤔𐤓𐤀𐤋 𐤁𐤊𐤉𐤍𐤄 𐤀𐤋 𐤔𐤀𐤅𐤋 𐤄𐤌𐤋𐤁𐤔𐤊𐤌 𐤔𐤍𐤉 𐤏𐤌 𐤏𐤃𐤍𐤉𐤌 𐤄𐤌𐤏𐤋𐤄 𐤋𐤁𐤅𐤔𐤊𐤍 𐤏𐤋 𐤏𐤃𐤉 𐤆𐤄𐤁
בְּנוֹת֙ יִשְׂרָאֵ֔ל בְּכֶ֑ינָה אֶל־ שָׁא֖וּל הַמַּלְבִּֽשְׁכֶ֤ם שָׁנִי֙ עִם־ עֲדָנִ֔ים הַֽמַּעֲלֶה֙ לְבוּשְׁכֶֽן׃ עַ֖ל עֲדִ֣י זָהָ֔ב bə·nō·wṯ yiś·rā·’êl bə·ḵe·nāh ’el- šā·’ūl ham·mal·biš·ḵem šā·nî ‘im- ‘ă·ḏā·nîm ham·ma·‘ă·leh lə·ḇū·šə·ḵen ‘al ‘ă·ḏî zā·hāḇ — WLC · 24
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How the mighty have fallen in the thick of battle! Jonathan lies slain on your heights.
𐤀𐤉𐤊 𐤂𐤁𐤓𐤉𐤌 𐤍𐤐𐤋𐤅 𐤁𐤕𐤅𐤊 𐤄𐤌𐤋𐤇𐤌𐤄 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤍𐤕𐤍 𐤇𐤋𐤋 𐤏𐤋 𐤁𐤌𐤅𐤕𐤉𐤊
אֵ֚יךְ גִבֹּרִ֔ים נָפְל֣וּ בְּת֖וֹךְ הַמִּלְחָמָ֑ה יְה֣וֹנָתָ֔ן חָלָֽל׃ עַל־ בָּמוֹתֶ֖יךָ ’êḵ ḡib·bō·rîm nā·p̄ə·lū bə·ṯō·wḵ ham·mil·ḥā·māh yə·hō·w·nā·ṯān ḥā·lāl ‘al- bā·mō·w·ṯe·ḵā — WLC · 25
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I grieve… for you, Jonathan, my brother. You were delightful to me…; your love to me was extraordinary, surpassing the love of women.
𐤑𐤓 𐤋𐤉 𐤏𐤋𐤉𐤊 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤍𐤕𐤍 𐤀𐤇𐤉 𐤍𐤏𐤌𐤕 𐤋𐤉 𐤌𐤀𐤃 𐤀𐤄𐤁𐤕𐤊 𐤋𐤉 𐤍𐤐𐤋𐤀𐤕𐤄 𐤌𐤀𐤄𐤁𐤕 𐤍𐤔𐤉𐤌
צַר־ לִ֣י עָלֶ֗יךָ יְה֣וֹנָתָ֔ן אָחִי֙ נָעַ֥מְתָּ לִּ֖י מְאֹ֑ד אַהֲבָֽתְךָ֙ לִ֔י נִפְלְאַ֤תָה מֵאַהֲבַ֖ת נָשִֽׁים׃ ṣar- lî ‘ā·le·ḵā yə·hō·w·nā·ṯān ’ā·ḥî nā·‘am·tā lî mə·’ōḏ ’a·hă·ḇā·ṯə·ḵā lî nip̄·lə·’a·ṯāh mê·’a·hă·ḇaṯ nā·šîm — WLC · 26
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How the mighty have fallen, and the weapons of war have perished!”
𐤀𐤉𐤊 𐤂𐤁𐤅𐤓𐤉𐤌 𐤍𐤐𐤋𐤅 𐤊𐤋𐤉 𐤌𐤋𐤇𐤌𐤄𐤐 𐤅𐤉𐤀𐤁𐤃𐤅
אֵ֚יךְ גִבּוֹרִ֔ים נָפְל֣וּ כְּלֵ֥י מִלְחָמָֽה׃פ וַיֹּאבְד֖וּ ’êḵ ḡib·bō·w·rîm nā·p̄ə·lū kə·lê mil·ḥā·māh way·yō·ḇə·ḏū — WLC · 27