2 Samuel

The book of 2 Samuel is from the Old Testament, within the History genre (World English Bible).


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2 Samuel - Chapter 1

1It happened after the death of Saul, when David was returned from the slaughter of the Amalekites, and David had abode two days in Ziklag;2it happened on the third day, that behold, a man came out of the camp from Saul, with his clothes torn, and earth on his head: and so it was, when he came to David, that he fell to the earth, and did obeisance.3David said to him, From whence come you? He said to him, Out of the camp of Israel am I escaped.4David said to him, How went the matter? Please tell me. He answered, 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.5David said to the young man who told him, How know you that Saul and Jonathan his son are dead?6The 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 hard after him.7When he looked behind him, he saw me, and called to me. I answered, Here am I.8He said to me, Who are you? I answered him, I am an Amalekite.9He said to me, Stand, I pray you, beside me, and kill me; for anguish has taken hold of me, because my life is yet whole in me.10So I stood beside him, and killed 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.11Then David took hold on his clothes, and tore them; and likewise all the men who were with him:12and they mourned, and wept, and fasted until even, for Saul, and for Jonathan his son, and for the people of Yahweh, and for the house of Israel; because they were fallen by the sword.13David said to the young man who told him, Whence are you? He answered, I am the son of a foreigner, an Amalekite.14David said to him, How were you not afraid to put forth your hand to destroy Yahweh's anointed?15David called one of the young men, and said, Go near, and fall on him. He struck him, so that he died.16David said to him, Your blood be on your head; for your mouth has testified against you, saying, I have slain Yahweh's anointed.17David lamented with this lamentation over Saul and over Jonathan his son18(and he bade them teach the children of Judah [the song of] the bow: behold, it is written in the book of Jashar):19Your glory, Israel, is slain on your high places! How are the mighty fallen!20Don'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.21You mountains of Gilboa, Let there be no dew nor rain on you, neither fields of offerings: For there the shield of the mighty was vilely cast away, The shield of Saul, not anointed with oil.22From the blood of the slain, from the fat of the mighty, The bow of Jonathan didn't turn back, The sword of Saul didn't return empty.23Saul 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.24You daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, Who clothed you in scarlet delicately, Who put ornaments of gold on your clothing.25How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle! Jonathan is slain on your high places.26I 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.27How are the mighty fallen, The weapons of war perished!