Up! go to Nineveh, that great town, and let your voice come to it; for their evil-doing has come up before me.

And the ship's captain came to him and said to him, What are you doing sleeping? Up! say a prayer to your God, if by chance God will give a thought to us, so that we may not come to destruction.

And they said to him, What are we to do to you so that the sea may become calm for us? For the sea was getting rougher and rougher.

And he said to them, Take me up and put me into the sea, and the sea will become calm for you: for I am certain that because of me this great storm has come on you.

In my trouble I was crying to the Lord, and he gave me an answer; out of the deepest underworld I sent up a cry, and you gave ear to my voice.

For you have put me down into the deep, into the heart of the sea; and the river was round about me; all your waves and your rolling waters went over me.

And I said, I have been sent away from before your eyes; how may I ever again see your holy Temple?

The waters were circling round me, even to the neck; the deep was about me; the sea-grass was twisted round my head.

I went down to the bases of the mountains; as for the earth, her walls were about me for ever: but you have taken up my life from the underworld, O Lord my God.

When my soul in me was overcome, I kept the memory of the Lord: and my prayer came in to you, into your holy Temple.

But I will make an offering to you with the voice of praise; I will give effect to my oaths. Salvation is the Lord's.

Who may say that God will not be turned, changing his purpose and turning away from his burning wrath, so that destruction may not overtake us?

And he made prayer to the Lord and said, O Lord, is this not what I said when I was still in my country? This is why I took care to go in flight to Tarshish: for I was certain that you were a loving God, full of pity, slow to be angry and great in mercy, and ready to be turned from your purpose of evil.

So now, O Lord, give ear to my prayer and take my life from me; for death is better for me than life.

Then when the sun came up, God sent a burning east wind: and so great was the heat of the sun on his head that Jonah was overcome, and, requesting death for himself, said, Death is better for me than life.