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.

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25 “How the mighty have fallen in battle!
    Jonathan lies slain on your heights.
26 I grieve(A) for you, Jonathan(B) my brother;(C)
    you were very dear to me.
Your love for me was wonderful,(D)
    more wonderful than that of women.

27 “How the mighty have fallen!
    The weapons of war have perished!”(E)

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