- Without repetition How are the mighty fall'n in the midst of the battle, O Jonathan. Thou wast slain in thy high places. O Jonathan, woe is me for thee, O Jonathan, my brother, Very kind hast thou been to me. Thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women. How are the mighty fall'n, and the weapons of war destroyed, How are the mighty fall'n Lyrics: 2 Samuel - 1:25 - 27.