How I wish that God would answer my prayer
then walked another whole day into the desert. Finally, he came to a large bush and sat down in its shade. He begged the LORD, "I've had enough. Just let me die! I'm no better off than my ancestors."
I am sick of life! And from my deep despair, I complain to you, my God.
I keep longing for death more than I would seek a valuable treasure.
Nothing could make me happier than to be in the grave.
That's how my food tastes, and my appetite is gone.
and do away with me.
I long for you to rescue me! Your word is my only hope.
Now let me die! I'd be better off dead.
