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Samuel
New Living Translation → Елизаветинская Библия

After the death of Saul, David returned from his victory over the Amalekites and spent two days in Ziklag.

И҆ бы́сть є҆гда̀ ѹ҆́мре саѹ́лъ, и҆ даві́дъ возврати́сѧ побѣди́въ а҆мали́ка, и҆ пребы́сть даві́дъ въ секела́зѣ дни҄ два̀.

On the third day a man arrived from Saul’s army camp. He had torn his clothes and put dirt on his head to show that he was in mourning. He fell to the ground before David in deep respect.

И҆ бы́сть въ тре́тїй де́нь, и҆ сѐ, мѹ́жъ прїи́де ѿ полка̀ люді́й саѹ́ловыхъ, ри҄зы же є҆гѡ̀ (бѧ́хѹ) раздра҄ны, и҆ пе́рсть на главѣ̀ є҆гѡ̀: и҆ бы́сть є҆гда̀ вни́де къ даві́дѹ (ѻ҆́трокъ), и҆ па́дъ на землѝ поклони́сѧ є҆мѹ̀.

“Where have you come from?” David asked. “I escaped from the Israelite camp,” the man replied.

И҆ речѐ є҆мѹ̀ даві́дъ: ѿкѹ́дѹ ты̀ прише́лъ є҆сѝ; И҆ речѐ є҆мѹ̀: ѿ полка̀ ї҆и҃лева а҆́зъ и҆збѣго́хъ.

“What happened?” David demanded. “Tell me how the battle went.” The man replied, “Our entire army fled from the battle. Many of the men are dead, and Saul and his son Jonathan are also dead.”

И҆ речѐ є҆мѹ̀ даві́дъ: что̀ сло́во сїѐ; возвѣсти́ ми. И҆ речѐ: ѩ҆́кѡ побѣго́ша лю́дїе ѿ бра́ни, и҆ падо́ша мно́зи ѿ люді́й, и҆ и҆змро́ша, и҆ саѹ́лъ и҆ ї҆ѡнаѳа́нъ сы́нъ є҆гѡ̀ ѹ҆́мре.

“How do you know Saul and Jonathan are dead?” David demanded of the young man.

И҆ речѐ даві́дъ ѻ҆́трокѹ возвѣсти́вшемѹ є҆мѹ̀: ка́кѡ зна́еши, ѩ҆́кѡ ѹ҆́мре саѹ́лъ и҆ ї҆ѡнаѳа́нъ сы́нъ є҆гѡ̀;

The man answered, “I happened to be on Mount Gilboa, and there was Saul leaning on his spear with the enemy chariots and charioteers closing in on him.

И҆ речѐ ѻ҆́трокъ возвѣща́ѧй є҆мѹ̀: по слѹ́чаю прїидо́хъ въ го́рѹ гелвѹ́йскѹю, и҆ сѐ, саѹ́лъ напада́ше на копїѐ своѐ, и҆ сѐ, колєсни́цы и҆ вельмѡ́жи собра́шасѧ на́нь:

When he turned and saw me, he cried out for me to come to him. ‘How can I help?’ I asked him.

и҆ ѡ҆бозрѣ́сѧ вспѧ́ть (саѹ́лъ) и҆ ви́дѣ мѧ̀, и҆ призва́ мѧ, и҆ рѣ́хъ: сѐ, а҆́зъ:

“He responded, ‘Who are you?’ “‘I am an Amalekite,’ I told him.

и҆ рече́ ми: кто̀ ты̀ є҆сѝ; и҆ рѣ́хъ: а҆маликі́тинъ є҆́смь а҆́зъ:

“Then he begged me, ‘Come over here and put me out of my misery, for I am in terrible pain and want to die.’

и҆ рече́ ми: прїидѝ ѹ҆̀бо на мѧ̀ и҆ ѹ҆бі́й мѧ̀, ѩ҆́кѡ ѡ҆б̾ѧ́тъ мѧ̀ тма̀ лю́таѧ, ѩ҆́кѡ є҆щѐ дѹша̀ моѧ̀ во мнѣ̀:

“So I killed him,” the Amalekite told David, “for I knew he couldn’t live. Then I took his crown and his armband, and I have brought them here to you, my lord.”

и҆ ста́хъ над̾ ни́мъ, и҆ ѹ҆би́хъ є҆го̀: вѣ́дѣхъ бо, ѩ҆́кѡ не бѹ́детъ жи́въ по паде́нїи свое́мъ: и҆ взѧ́въ вѣне́цъ ца́рскїй, и҆́же бѣ̀ на главѣ̀ є҆гѡ̀, и҆ нара́мницѹ, ѩ҆́же бѣ̀ на плєщѹ̀ є҆гѡ̀, и҆ принесо́хъ сїѧ҄ къ господи́нѹ моемѹ̀ сѣ́мѡ.

David and his men tore their clothes in sorrow when they heard the news.

И҆ є҆́мьсѧ даві́дъ за ри҄зы своѧ҄, и҆ раздра̀ ѧ҆̀, и҆ всѝ мѹ́жїе и҆́же съ ни́мъ раздра́ша ри҄зы своѧ҄,

They mourned and wept and fasted all day for Saul and his son Jonathan, and for the LORD’s army and the nation of Israel, because they had died by the sword that day.

и҆ рыда́ша и҆ пла́кашасѧ, и҆ пости́шасѧ до ве́чера ѡ҆ саѹ́лѣ, и҆ ѡ҆ ї҆ѡнаѳа́нѣ сы́нѣ є҆гѡ̀, и҆ ѡ҆ лю́дехъ ї҆ѹ́диныхъ и҆ ѡ҆ до́мѣ ї҆и҃левѣ, ѩ҆́кѡ и҆збїе́ни бы́ша мече́мъ.

Then David said to the young man who had brought the news, “Where are you from?” And he replied, “I am a foreigner, an Amalekite, who lives in your land.”

И҆ речѐ даві́дъ ѻ҆́трокѹ возвѣсти́вшемѹ є҆мѹ̀: ѿкѹ́дѹ ты̀ є҆сѝ; И҆ речѐ: сы́нъ мѹ́жа прише́лца а҆маликі́тина є҆́смь а҆́зъ.

“Why were you not afraid to kill the LORD’s anointed one?” David asked.

И҆ речѐ є҆мѹ̀ даві́дъ: ка́кѡ не ѹ҆боѧ́лсѧ є҆сѝ воздви́гнѹти рѹ́кѹ твою̀ погѹби́ти хрїста̀ гд҇нѧ;

Then David said to one of his men, “Kill him!” So the man thrust his sword into the Amalekite and killed him.

И҆ призва̀ даві́дъ є҆ди́наго ѿ ѻ҆́трѡкъ свои́хъ и҆ речѐ: и҆дѝ, ѹ҆бі́й є҆го̀. И҆ ѹ҆бѝ є҆го̀, и҆ ѹ҆́мре.

“You have condemned yourself,” David said, “for you yourself confessed that you killed the LORD’s anointed one.”

И҆ речѐ є҆мѹ̀ даві́дъ: кро́вь твоѧ̀ на главѣ̀ твое́й, ѩ҆́кѡ ѹ҆ста̀ твоѧ҄ на тѧ̀ возвѣща́ша, глаго́люще: ѩ҆́кѡ а҆́зъ ѹ҆би́хъ хрїста̀ гд҇нѧ.

Then David composed a funeral song for Saul and Jonathan,

И҆ пла́касѧ даві́дъ пла́чемъ си́мъ ѡ҆ саѹ́лѣ и҆ ѡ҆ ї҆ѡнаѳа́нѣ сы́нѣ є҆гѡ̀,

and he commanded that it be taught to the people of Judah. It is known as the Song of the Bow, and it is recorded in The Book of Jashar.a

и҆ речѐ є҆́же наѹчи́ти сы́ны ї҆ѹ҄дины стрѣлѧ́нїю. Сѐ напи́сано въ кни́зѣ првднагѡ.

Your pride and joy, O Israel, lies dead on the hills! Oh, how the mighty heroes have fallen!

И҆ речѐ: воздви́гни сто́лпъ, ї҆и҃лю, над̾ ѹ҆ме́ршими на высо́кихъ твои́хъ ѩ҆́звеными: ка́кѡ падо́ша си́льнїи;

Don’t announce the news in Gath, don’t proclaim it in the streets of Ashkelon, or the daughters of the Philistines will rejoice and the pagans will laugh in triumph.

не возвѣща́йте въ ге́ѳѣ, нижѐ повѣ́дайте на и҆схо́дищихъ а҆скалѡ́нихъ, да не возвеселѧ́тсѧ дщє́ри и҆ноплемє́нничи, ни да возра́дѹютсѧ дщє́ри неѡбрѣ́занныхъ.

O mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew or rain upon you, nor fruitful fields producing offerings of grain.b For there the shield of the mighty heroes was defiled; the shield of Saul will no longer be anointed with oil.

Го́ры гелвѹ҄йскїѧ, да не сни́детъ роса̀ нижѐ до́ждь на ва́съ: и҆ се́ла нача́ткѡвъ (жи́тныхъ), ѩ҆́кѡ та́мѡ пове́рженъ бы́сть щи́тъ си́льныхъ: щи́тъ саѹ́ловъ не бы́ти пома́занъ є҆ле́емъ:

The bow of Jonathan was powerful, and the sword of Saul did its mighty work. They shed the blood of their enemies and pierced the bodies of mighty heroes.

ѿ кро́ве ѩ҆́звеныхъ и҆ ѿ тѹ́ка си́льныхъ лѹ́къ ї҆ѡнаѳа́новъ не возврати́сѧ то́щь вспѧ́ть, и҆ ме́чь саѹ́ловъ не возврати́сѧ то́щь:

How beloved and gracious were Saul and Jonathan! They were together in life and in death. They were swifter than eagles, stronger than lions.

саѹ́лъ и҆ ї҆ѡнаѳа́нъ возлю́бленнїи и҆ прекра́снїи неразлѹ́чни, благолѣ́пни въ животѣ̀ свое́мъ, и҆ въ сме́рти свое́й не разлѹчи́шасѧ: па́че ѻ҆рлѡ́въ ле́гцы и҆ па́че львѡ́въ крѣ́пцы:

O women of Israel, weep for Saul, for he dressed you in luxurious scarlet clothing, in garments decorated with gold.

пла́чите по саѹ́лѣ, дщє́ри ї҆и҃лєвы, и҆́же ва́съ ѡ҆блача́ше въ червлєни́цы со ѹ҆краше́нїемъ ва́шимъ, и҆ возлага́ше ѹ҆краше́нїе зла́то на ри҄зы ва́шѧ:

Oh, how the mighty heroes have fallen in battle! Jonathan lies dead on the hills.

ка́кѡ падо́ша си́льнїи посредѣ̀ бра́ни; ї҆ѡнаѳа́не, до сме́рти на высо́кихъ твои́хъ ѩ҆́звенъ є҆сѝ:

How I weep for you, my brother Jonathan! Oh, how much I loved you! And your love for me was deep, deeper than the love of women!

болѣ́знѹю ѡ҆ тебѣ̀, бра́те мо́й ї҆ѡнаѳа́не, кра́сный мѝ ѕѣлѡ̀, ѹ҆диви́сѧ любо́вь твоѧ̀ ѿ менє̀ па́че любвѐ же́нскїѧ:

Oh, how the mighty heroes have fallen! Stripped of their weapons, they lie dead.

ка́кѡ падо́ша си́льнїи, и҆ погибо́ша ѻ҆рѹ҄жїѧ бра҄ннаѧ;

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