and he himself went into the wilderness a day’s journey, and came and sat under a certain broom tree. And he begged for his life, that he might die, and said, Enough, now, O Jehovah; take my life, for I am no better than my fathers.
Why has my pain been continual and my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? You surely are to me as a deceitful stream, its waters cannot be trusted.
Jehovah has turned aside your judgments; He has turned back your enemy. Jehovah, the King of Israel, is in your midst; you shall not fear evil any more.