but he went on a day’s journey into the wilderness. He sat down under a broom tree and prayed that he might die. He said, ‘I have had enough! Lord, take my life, for I’m no better than my ancestors.’
Job 10:1 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised I am disgusted with my life. I will give vent to my complaint and speak in the bitterness of my soul. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition I AM weary of my life and loathe it! I will give free expression to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. American Standard Version (1901) My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. Common English Bible I loathe my life; I will let loose my complaint; I will speak out of my own bitterness. Catholic Public Domain Version My soul is weary of my life. I will release my words against myself. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version My soul is weary of my life: I will let go my speech against myself. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. |
but he went on a day’s journey into the wilderness. He sat down under a broom tree and prayed that he might die. He said, ‘I have had enough! Lord, take my life, for I’m no better than my ancestors.’
If only you would hide me in Sheol and conceal me until your anger passes. If only you would appoint a time for me and then remember me.
In famine he will redeem you from death, and in battle, from the power of the sword.
Do you think that you can disprove my words or that a despairing man’s words are mere wind?
Therefore I will not restrain my mouth. I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
I give up! I will not live for ever. Leave me alone, for my days are a breath.
Though I am blameless, I no longer care about myself; I renounce my life.
What can I say? He has spoken to me, and he himself has done it. I walk along slowly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
Indeed, it was for my own well-being that I had such intense bitterness; but your love has delivered me from the Pit of destruction, for you have thrown all my sins behind your back.
And now, Lord, take my life from me, for it is better for me to die than to live.’
As the sun was rising, God appointed a scorching east wind. The sun beat down on Jonah’s head so much that he almost fainted, and he wanted to die. He said, ‘It’s better for me to die than to live.’
If you are going to treat me like this, please kill me here and now, if I have found favour with you, and don’t let me see my misery any more.’