Jonas 4
1 Men det gjorde Jonas overmaade meget ondt, og hans Vrede optændtes.
And Jonah was afflicted with a great affliction, and he was angry.
2 Og han bad til Herren og sagde: Ak, Herre! var dette ikke mit Ord, der jeg endnu var i mit Land? derfor har jeg villet forekomme det ved at fly til Tharsis; thi jeg ved, at du er en naadig og barmhjertig Gud, langmodig og af stor Miskundhed, og angrer det onde.
And he prayed to the Lord, and he said, “I beg you, Lord, was this not my word, when I was still in my own land? Because of this, I knew beforehand to flee into Tarshish. For I know that you are a lenient and merciful God, patient and great in compassion, and forgiving despite ill will.
3 Og nu, Herre! tag dog min Sjæl fra mig; thi det er mig bedre at dø end at leve.
And now, Lord, I ask you to take my life from me. For it is better for me to die than to live.”
4 Og Herren sagde: Mon det er ret, at din Vrede optændes?
And the Lord said, “Do you really think you are right to be angry?”
5 Og Jonas gik ud af Staden og tog Ophold Østen for Staden, og han gjorde sig der en Hytte og satte sig under den i Skyggen, indtil han kunde se, hvad der vilde ske med Staden.
And Jonah went out of the city, and he sat opposite the east of the city. And he made himself a shelter there, and he was sitting under it in the shadow, until he might see what would befall the city.
6 Da beskikkede Gud Herren et Kikajon, og det voksede op over Jonas til at give Skygge over hans Hoved, at fri ham fra hans Onde; og Jonas glædede sig over dette Kikajon med stor Glæde.
And the Lord God prepared an ivy, and it ascended over the head of Jonah so as to be a shadow over his head, and to protect him (for he had labored hard). And Jonah rejoiced because of the ivy, with great rejoicing.
7 Men Gud beskikkede, da Morgenrøden den næste Dag oprandt, en Orm, og den stak Kikajonet, og det visnede.
And God prepared a worm, when dawn approached on the next day, and it struck the ivy, and it dried up.
8 Og det skete, der Solen gik op, da beskikkede Gud en lummer Østenvind, og Solen stak Jonas paa Hovedet, saa han blev afmægtig; da bad han, at hans Sjæl maatte dø, og sagde: Det er bedre, at jeg dør end lever.
And when the sun had risen, the Lord ordered a hot and burning wind. And the sun beat down on the head of Jonah, and he burned. And he petitioned for his soul that he might die, and he said, “It is better for me to die than to live.”
9 Men Gud sagde til Jonas: Mon det er ret, at din Vrede optændes for dette Kikajons Skyld? og han sagde: Ja, det er ret, at min Vrede er optændt indtil Døden.
And the Lord said to Jonah, “Do you really think that you are right to be angry because of the ivy?” And he said, “I am right to be angry even unto death.”
10 Og Herren sagde: Du ynkes over Kikajonet, som du ikke har arbejdet for og ej faaet til at vokse, det, som blev til paa een Nat og blev ødelagt paa een Nat;
And the Lord said, “You grieve for the ivy, for which you have not labored and which you did not cause to grow, though it had been born during one night, and during one night perished.
11 og jeg skulde ikke ynkes over Ninive, den store Stad, i hvilken der er mange flere end tolv Gange ti Tusinde Mennesker, som ikke vide Forskel paa højre og venstre, og mange Dyr?
And shall I not spare Nineveh, the great city, in which there are more than one hundred and twenty thousand men, who do not know the difference between their right and their left, and many beasts?”
