How the mighty have fallen in the midst of the battle! Jonathan lies slain upon your high places.
“Your glory, O Israel, lies slain upon your high places! How the mighty have fallen!
How the mighty have fallen, and the weapons of war perished!”
The crown has fallen from our head; woe to us, for we have sinned!
Zebulun is a people that scorned death; Naphtali, too, on the heights of the field.
O daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, who clothed you with crimson, in luxury, who put ornaments of gold on your apparel.