1 And it was vexing unto Jonah, with a great vexation, - and it angered him. 2 So he prayed unto Yahweh, and said - Ah now! Yahweh! Was not, this, my word, while I was yet upon mine own soil? For this cause, did I hasten to flee unto Tarshish, - because I knew that, thou, art a GOD of favour and compassion, slow to anger, and abundant in lovingkindness, and art grieved over calamity. 3 Now, therefore, O Yahweh, take, I pray thee, my life from me, - for it were better for me, to die, than, to live.
4 Then said Yahweh, Art thou rightly angry?
5 But Jonah, went forth, out of the city, and abode on the east side of the city; and made for himself there, a hut, and sat under it, in the shade, until he should see what would become of the city. 6 Now Yahweh God appointed a gourd, and caused it to come up over Jonah, that it might be a shade over his head, to deliver him from his vexation, - and Jonah rejoiced over the gourd, with great rejoicing. 7 But God appointed a worm, at the uprisings of the dawn, the next day, - and it smote the gourd, that it withered.
8 And it came to pass, at the breaking forth of the sun, that God appointed a sultry east wind, and the sun smote upon the head of Jonah, that he became faint, - and asked his life, that he might die, and said, It were better for me, to die, than, to live.
9 Then said God unto Jonah, Art thou rightly angry over the gourd? And he said, I am rightly angry, unto death.
10 Then said Yahweh, Thou, wouldest have spared the gourd, for which thou hadst not toiled, neither hadst thou made it grow, - which, as the off-spring of a night, came up, and, as the offspring of a night, perished; 11 And was not, I, to spare Nineveh, the great city, - wherein are more than twelve times ten thousand human beings, who cannot discern between their right hand and their left, besides much cattle?