II Samuel 1:25
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How the mighty have fallen in the thick of battle! Jonathan lies slain on your heights.
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The second strophe (Sa2 1:25 and Sa2 1:26) only applies to the friendship of Jonathan: 25 Oh how are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle! Jonathan (is) slain upon thy heights! 26 I am distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan: Thou wast very kind to me: Stranger than the love of woman was thy love to me! Sa2 1:25 is almost a verbal repetition of Sa2 1:19. צר (Sa2 1:26) denotes the pinching or pressure of the heart consequent upon pain and mourning. נפלאתה, third pers. fem., like a verb הל with the termination lengthened (vid., Ewald, 194, b.), to be wonderful or distinguished. אהבתך, thy love to me. Comparison to the love of woman is expressive of the deepest earnestness of devoted love.
Open source ↗In the close of the foregoing book (with which this is connected as a continuation of the same history) we had Saul's exit; he went down slain to the pit, though we was the terror of the mighty in the land of the living. We are now to look towards the rising sun, and to enquire where David is, and what he is doing. In this chapter we have, I. Tidings brought him to Ziklag of the death of Saul and Jonathan, by an Amalekite, who undertook to give him a particular narrative of it (Sa2 1:1-10). II. David's sorrowful reception of these tidings, (Sa2 1:11, Sa2 1:12). III. Justice done upon the messenger, who boasted that he had helped Saul to dispatch himself (Sa2 1:13-16). IV. An elegy which David penned upon this occasion (Sa2 1:17-27). And in all this David's breast appears very happily free from the sparks both of revenge and ambition, and he observes a very suitable demeanour.
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