How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle! O Yhonatan, thou wast slain in thine high places.
The beauty of Yisrael is slain upon thy high places: how are the mighty fallen!
How are the mighty fallen, and the weapons of war perished!
The crown is fallen from our head: woe unto us, that we have sinned!
Zvulun and Naftali were a people that jeoparded their lives unto the death in the high places of the field.
Ye daughters of Yisrael, weep over Saul, who clothed you in scarlet, with other delights, who put on ornaments of gold upon your apparel.