Oh that I might have my desire, and that God would grant the thing that I long for!
And he himself went a day's journey into the wilderness, and came and sat down under a broom tree. And he begged for his life, that he might die. And he said, It is enough. O Jehovah, take away my life. For I am no better than my fathers.
My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint on my self; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
who is waiting for death, but it comes not; and dig for it more than for treasures?
They are rejoicing to exultation. They are glad when they can find the grave.
My soul refuses to touch them; they are sickening food to me.
Even that it would please God to destroy me; that He would loose His hand and cut me off!
KAPH: My soul faints for Your salvation; I hope in Your Word.
And now, O Jehovah, I beseech You, take my life from me. For better is my death than my life.