⁶ In those days people will seek death but will not find it. They will long to die, but death will flee from them!

⁸ And as the sun grew hot, God arranged for a scorching east wind to blow on Jonah. The sun beat down on his head until he grew faint and wished to die. “Death is certainly better than living like this!” he exclaimed.

³ Just kill me now, Lord! I’d rather be dead than alive if what I predicted will not happen.”

⁴ Then he went on alone into the wilderness, traveling all day. He sat down under a solitary broom tree and prayed that he might die. “I have had enough, Lord,” he said. “Take my life, for I am no better than my ancestors who have already died.”

¹⁵ If this is how you intend to treat me, just go ahead and kill me. Do me a favor and spare me this misery!”