²⁵ “How the mighty have fallen in battle!
    Jonathan ·is dead [lies slain] on Gilboa’s ·hills [heights].
²⁶ I ·cry [grieve; am desolate/distressed] for you, my brother Jonathan.
    ·I enjoyed your friendship so much [You were greatly loved by me].
Your love to me was wonderful,
    ·better than [surpassing; deeper than] the love of women.

²⁷ “How the mighty have fallen!
·The weapons of war are gone [Stripped of their weapons of war].”