And it happened when the sun shone, God had appointed a scorching east wind; and the sun struck Jonah’s head, so that he fainted; and he asked for his life to death. And he said, Better is my death than my life.
And you have said, Behold, what weariness! And you have snuffed at it, says Jehovah of Hosts. And you bring what is torn, and lame ones, and what is sick; and you bring the food offering. Should I be pleased with it from your hand? says Jehovah.
You have said, It is vanity to serve God. And, What unjust profit is it that we have kept His charge, and that we have walked as mourners before Jehovah of Hosts?
For the sun rose with the burning heat and dried up the grass, and its flower fell out, and the beauty of its appearance perished; so also the rich one will fade away in his journeys. Isa. 40:6, 7