Jonas 4
1 Men det tog Jonas såre fortrydeligt op, og han blev vred.
But it displeased Jonah exceedingly; and he was wroth.
2 Så bad han til HERREN og sagde: "Ak, HERRE! Var det ikke det, jeg tænkte, da jeg endnu var hjemme i mit Land? Derfor vilde jeg også før fly til Tarsis; jeg vidste jo, at du er en nådig og barmhjertig Gud, langmodig og rig på Miskundhed, og at du angrer det onde.
And he prayed unto the Lord, and said, I pray thee, O Lord, was not this my word, while I was yet in my own country? Therefore made I haste to fly unto Tharshish; for I knew that thou art a gracious God, and merciful, long-suffering, and abundant in kindness, and repentant of the evil.
3 Så tag nu, HERRE, mit Liv; thi jeg vil hellere dø end leve."
And now, O Lord, take, I pray thee, my soul from me; because it is better for me to die, than to live.
4 Men HERREN sagde: "Er det med Rette; du er vred?"
And the Lord said, Art thou very wroth?
5 Så gik Jonas ud og slog sig ned østen for Byen; der byggede han sig en Løvhytte og satte sig i Skygge under den for at se, hvorledes det gik Byen.
Now Jonah was gone out of the city, and dwelt on the east side of the city; and he had made himself there a booth, and sat under it in the shade, till he should see what would become of the city.
6 Da bød Gud HERREN en Olieplante skyde op over Jonas og skygge over hans Hoved for at tage hans Mismod, og Jonas glædede sig højligen over den.
And the Lord God made ready a gourd, and it grew up over Jonah, to be a shade over his head, to relieve him from his affliction. And Jonah rejoiced because of the gourd exceedingly.
7 Men ved Morgengry næste Dag bød Gud en Orm stikke Olieplanten, så den visnede;
But God made ready a worm when the morning dawned on the morrow, and it smote the gourd that it withered.
8 og da Solen stod op, rejste Gud en glødende Østenstorm, og Solen stak Jonas i Hovedet, så han vansmægtede og ønskede sig Døden, idet han tænkte: "Jeg vil hellere dø end leve."
And it came to pass, when the sun arose, that God made ready a hot east wind; and the sun beat upon the head of Jonah, that he became faint; and he wished for himself to die, and said, It is better for me to die than to live.
9 Men Gud sagde til Jonas: "Er det med Rette, du er vred for Olieplantens Skyld?" Han svarede: "Ja, med Rette er jeg så vred, at jeg kunde tage min Død derover,"
And God said unto Jonah, Art thou very wroth for the gourd? And he said, I am very wroth, even unto death.
10 Da sagde HERREN: "Du ynkes over Olieplanten, som du ingen Møje har haft med eller opelsket, som blev til på een Nat og gik ud på een Nat.
And the Lord said, Thou wouldst have spared the gourd, for which thou hadst not labored, neither hadst thou made it grow; which came up in one night, and perished in one night;
11 Og jeg skulde ikke ynkes over Nineve, den store Stad med mer end tolv Gange 10000 Mennesker, som ikke kan skelne højre fra venstre, og meget Kvæg."
And shall I not spare Nineveh, that great city, wherein are more than twelve times ten thousand persons, who know not how to discern between their right hand and their left hand, and also much cattle?
