2-а Самуїлова 1:22
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Від крови забитих, від ло́ю хоробрих не відрива́вся був лук Йонатанів, і не верта́вся меч Саулів напо́рожньо!
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Such was the ignominy experienced upon Gilboa by those who had always fought so bravely, that their bow and sword did not turn back until it was satisfied with the blood and fat of the slain. The figure upon which the passage is founded is, that arrows drink the blood of the enemy, and a sword devours their flesh (vid., Deu 32:42; Isa 34:5-6; Jer 46:10). The two principal weapons are divided between Saul and Jonathan, so that the bow is assigned to the latter and the sword to the former.
Відкрити джерело ↗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.
Відкрити джерело ↗1:22 the blood of their enemies: Saul and Jonathan were known as military heroes (see 1 Sam 11:1-11; 14:1-23, 47-48), though neither to the degree that David was (1 Sam 18:7; 21:11).
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І зняв Йоната́н із себе плаща́, що був на ньому, та й дав його Давидові, і вбрання́ своє, і все аж до меча свого, і аж до лу́ка свого, і аж до по́яса свого.
Я стріли Свої понапо́юю кров'ю, — а Мій меч поїда́тиме м'ясо, кров'ю забитого й бра́нця, головами кучма́тими ворога.