But he himself went a day’s journey into the wilderness and came and sat down under a broom tree. And he asked that he might die, saying, “It is enough; now, O Lord, take away my life, for I am no better than my fathers.”
Job 10:1 - English Standard Version 2016 “I loathe my life; I will give free utterance to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul. 更多版本King 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 himself went a day’s journey into the wilderness and came and sat down under a broom tree. And he asked that he might die, saying, “It is enough; now, O Lord, take away my life, for I am no better than my fathers.”
Oh that you would hide me in Sheol, that you would conceal me until your wrath be past, that you would appoint me a set time, and remember me!
Do you think that you can reprove words, when the speech of a despairing man is 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 loathe my life; I would not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are a breath.
What shall I say? For he has spoken to me, and he himself has done it. I walk slowly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
Behold, it was for my welfare that I had great bitterness; but in love you have delivered my life from the pit of destruction, for you have cast all my sins behind your back.
Therefore now, O Lord, please take my life from me, for it is better for me to die than to live.”
When the sun rose, God appointed a scorching east wind, and the sun beat down on the head of Jonah so that he was faint. And he asked that he might die and said, “It is better for me to die than to live.”
If you will treat me like this, kill me at once, if I find favor in your sight, that I may not see my wretchedness.”