“Oh that I might have my request, and that God would fulfill my hope,
My soul longs for your salvation; I hope in your word.
My appetite refuses to touch them; they are as food that is loathsome to me.
that it would please God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!
Therefore now, O Lord, please take my life from me, for it is better for me to die than to live.”
But he himself went a day’s journey into the wilderness and came and sat down under a broom tree. And he asked that he might die, saying, “It is enough; now, O Lord, take away my life, for I am no better than my fathers.”
who long for death, but it comes not, and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,
who rejoice exceedingly and are glad when they find the grave?
“I loathe my life; I will give free utterance to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.