January 20th, 2004, Saturday of the second week in ordinary time.

A reading from the second book of Samuel.

David returned from his defeat of the Amalekites and spent two days in Zichlag.

On the third day, a man came from Saul's camp with his clothes torn and dirt on his head.

Going to David, he fell to the ground in homage.

David asked him, where do you come from?

He replied, I have escaped from the camp of the children of Israel.

Tell me what happened, David bade him.

He answered that many of the soldiers had fled the battle, and that many of them had fallen

and were dead.

Among them, Saul and his son Jonathan.

David seized his garments and rent them, and all the men who were with him did likewise. They mourned and

wept and fasted until evening for Saul and his son Jonathan, and for the soldiers of the

Lord of the clans of Israel, because they had fallen by the sword. Alas, the glory of Israel,

Saul, slain upon your heights, how can the warriors have fallen?

Saul and Jonathan, beloved and cherished, separated neither in life nor in death, swifter than eagles, stronger than lions.

Women of Israel weep over Saul, who clothed you in scarlet and

in finery, who decked your attire with ornaments of gold. How can the warriors have fallen,

in the thick of the battle slain upon your heights? I agree for you, Jonathan, my brother. Most dear have you been to me.

More precious have I held love for you than love for women. How can the warriors have fallen?

The weapons of war have perished. The word of the Lord.

The responsorial psalm.

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