7 When he turned around and saw me, he called out to me, so I answered: I’m at your service.
8 He asked me, ‘Who are you? ’ I told him: I’m an Amalekite.
9 Then he begged me, ‘Stand over me and kill me, for I’m mortally wounded, but my life still lingers.’
10 So I stood over him and killed him because I knew that after he had fallen he couldn’t survive. I took the crown that was on his head and the armband that was on his arm, and I’ve brought them here to my lord.”
11 Then David took hold of his clothes and tore them, and all the men with him did the same.
12 They mourned, wept, and fasted until the evening for those who died by the sword — for Saul, his son Jonathan, the Lord’s people, and the house of Israel.
13 David inquired of the young man who had brought him the report, “Where are you from? ”“I’m the son of a foreigner,” he said. “I’m an Amalekite.”