Chinese Contemporary Bible (Simplified)

撒母耳记下 1

大卫得知扫罗的死讯

1大卫战胜了亚玛力人之后便回到洗革拉,在那里住了两天。那时扫罗已经死了。 第三天,有一个衣服撕裂、头蒙灰尘的人从扫罗军营中跑到大卫面前,俯伏下拜。 大卫问他:“你从哪里来?”那人答道:“我是从以色列军营逃出来的。” 大卫说:“请告诉我那边的情况。”他说:“以色列军溃逃,伤亡惨重,扫罗和他儿子约拿单都死了!” 大卫又问报信的青年:“你怎么知道扫罗和他儿子约拿单死了?” 青年说:“我偶然到基利波山,看见扫罗在那里扶枪而立,敌人的战车骑兵紧紧追来。 他回头看到我,便呼唤我。我说,‘我在这里。’ 他问我是什么人。我告诉他我是亚玛力人。 扫罗说他痛苦难当,却又死不掉,要我杀了他。 10 我知道他身受重伤,必死无疑,就把他杀了,并取下他头上的王冠和臂上的镯子带来献给我主。”

11 大卫就撕裂衣服,他的随从也撕裂衣服。 12 他们因扫罗、他的儿子约拿单和耶和华的子民——以色列同胞阵亡而悲哀痛哭,禁食直到黄昏。 13 大卫又问报信的青年:“你是哪里的人?”他答道:“我是寄居在以色列的亚玛力人。” 14 大卫说:“你怎么敢下手杀耶和华所膏立的王? 15-16 你是咎由自取!因为你亲口承认自己杀了耶和华所膏立的王。”大卫随即命令一个年轻的随从杀死他,随从便杀死了他。

大卫的哀歌

17 大卫作了一首挽歌哀悼扫罗和他儿子约拿单, 18 并吩咐人教导犹大人唱这首弓歌。这首歌记在《雅煞珥书》上,歌词说:

19 “以色列啊,
你荣耀的王伏尸山上,
伟大的勇士竟然倒下!
20 不要在迦特宣告,
不要在亚实基伦的街上传扬,
免得非利士的妇女幸灾乐祸,
免得未受割礼之人的女子欢喜雀跃。

21 “基利波山啊,愿你没有雨露,
你的田地不长献祭用的五谷,
因为在那里勇士的盾牌污迹斑斑,
扫罗的盾牌没有抹油。

22 “约拿单的弓射敌无数,
扫罗的剑不杀强敌不收回。

23 “扫罗和约拿单深受爱戴,
生死不分离。
他们比鹰更敏捷,
比狮子还强壮。

24 “以色列的女子啊,
为扫罗哀哭吧!
他曾使你们衣服华美,
穿金戴银。

25 “勇士竟战死沙场!
约拿单竟伏尸山上!
26 我的兄弟约拿单啊,
我为你悲伤,
你对我情深义重,
你对我的爱胜过女人的恋情。

27 “伟大的勇士竟然倒下!
兵器竟然长埋!”

The Message

2 Samuel 1

11-2 Shortly after Saul died, David returned to Ziklag from his rout of the Amalekites. Three days later a man showed up unannounced from Saul’s army camp.

2-3 Disheveled and obviously in mourning, he fell to his knees in respect before David. David asked, “What brings you here?”

He answered, “I’ve just escaped from the camp of Israel.”

“So what happened?” said David. “What’s the news?”

He said, “The Israelites have fled the battlefield, leaving a lot of their dead comrades behind. And Saul and his son Jonathan are dead.”

David pressed the young soldier for details: “How do you know for sure that Saul and Jonathan are dead?”

6-8 “I just happened by Mount Gilboa and came on Saul, badly wounded and leaning on his spear, with enemy chariots and horsemen bearing down hard on him. He looked behind him, saw me, and called me to him. ‘Yes sir,’ I said, ‘at your service.’ He asked me who I was, and I told him, ‘I’m an Amalekite.’”

“Come here,” he said, “and put me out of my misery. I’m nearly dead already, but my life hangs on.”

10 “So I did what he asked—I killed him. I knew he wouldn’t last much longer anyway. I removed his royal headband and bracelet, and have brought them to my master. Here they are.”

11-12 In lament, David ripped his clothes to ribbons. All the men with him did the same. They wept and fasted the rest of the day, grieving the death of Saul and his son Jonathan, and also the army of God and the nation Israel, victims in a failed battle.

13 Then David spoke to the young soldier who had brought the report: “Who are you, anyway?”

“I’m from an immigrant family—an Amalekite.”

14-15 “Do you mean to say,” said David, “that you weren’t afraid to up and kill God’s anointed king?” Right then he ordered one of his soldiers, “Strike him dead!” The soldier struck him, and he died.

16 “You asked for it,” David told him. “You sealed your death sentence when you said you killed God’s anointed king.”

17-18 Then David sang this lament over Saul and his son Jonathan, and gave orders that everyone in Judah learn it by heart. Yes, it’s even inscribed in The Book of Jashar.

19-21 Oh, oh, Gazelles of Israel, struck down on your hills,
    the mighty warriors—fallen, fallen!
Don’t announce it in the city of Gath,
    don’t post the news in the streets of Ashkelon.
Don’t give those coarse Philistine girls
    one more excuse for a drunken party!
No more dew or rain for you, hills of Gilboa,
    and not a drop from springs and wells,
For there the warriors’ shields were dragged through the mud,
    Saul’s shield left there to rot.

22 Jonathan’s bow was bold—
    the bigger they were the harder they fell.
Saul’s sword was fearless—
    once out of the scabbard, nothing could stop it.

23 Saul and Jonathan—beloved, beautiful!
    Together in life, together in death.
Swifter than plummeting eagles,
    stronger than proud lions.

24-25 Women of Israel, weep for Saul.
    He dressed you in finest cottons and silks,
    spared no expense in making you elegant.
The mighty warriors—fallen, fallen
    in the middle of the fight!
    Jonathan—struck down on your hills!

26 O my dear brother Jonathan,
    I’m crushed by your death.
Your friendship was a miracle-wonder,
    love far exceeding anything I’ve known—
    or ever hope to know.

27 The mighty warriors—fallen, fallen.
    And the arms of war broken to bits.