Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
But he himself went a day’s journey into the wilderness, and came and sat down under a juniper tree: and he requested for himself that he might die; and said, It is enough; now, O LORD, take away my life; for I am not better than my fathers.
My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
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 can find the grave?
The things that my soul refused to touch are as loathsome food to me.
Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
[Kaph] My soul faints for your salvation: but I hope in your word.
Therefore now, O LORD, take, I beseech you, my life from me; for it is better for me to die than to live.