Jonas 4
1 But Jonas was very deeply grieved, and he was confounded.
A Joni bi vrlo nedrago, i rasrdi se.
2 And he prayed to the Lord, and said, O Lord, were not these my words when I was yet in my land? therefore I made haste to flee to Tharsis; because I knew that thou are merciful and compassionate, long-suffering, and abundant in kindness, and repentest of evil.
I pomoli se Gospodu i reèe: Gospode! ne rekoh li to kad još bijah u svojoj zemlji? zato šæah prije pobjeæi u Tarsis; jer znah da si ti Bog milostiv i žalostiv, spor na gnjev i obilan milosrðem, i kaješ se oda zla.
3 And now, Lord God, take my life from me; for [it is] better for me to die than to live.
Sada Gospode, uzmi dušu moju od mene, jer mi je bolje umrijeti nego živjeti.
4 And the Lord said to Jonas, Art thou very much grieved?
A Gospod reèe: je li dobro što se srdiš?
5 And Jonas went out from the city, and sat over against the city; and he made for himself there a booth, and he sat under it, until he should perceive what would become of the city.
I Jona izide iz grada, i sjede s istoka gradu, i naèini ondje kolibu, i sjeðaše pod njom u hladu da vidi što æe biti od grada.
6 And the Lord God commanded a gourd, and it came up over the head of Jonas, to be a shadow over his head, to shade him from his calamities: and Jonas rejoiced with great joy for the gourd.
A Gospod Bog zapovjedi, te uzraste tikva nad Jonom da mu bude sjen nad glavom da mu pomože u muci njegovoj; i Jona se obradova tikvi veoma.
7 And God commanded a worm the next morning, and it smote the gourd, and it withered away.
Potom zapovjedi Bog, te doðe crv u zoru sjutradan, i podgrize tikvu, te usahnu.
8 And it came to pass at the rising of the sun, that God commanded a burning east wind; and the sun smote on the head of Jonas, and he fainted, and despaired of his life, and said, [It is] better for me to die than to live.
I kad ogranu sunce, posla Bog suh istoèni vjetar; i sunce stade žeæi Jonu po glavi tako da obamiraše i poželje da umre govoreæi: bolje mi je umrijeti nego živjeti.
9 And God said to Jonas, Art thou very much grieved for the gourd? And he said, I am very much grieved, even to death.
A Bog reèe Joni: je li dobro što se srdiš tikve radi? A on reèe: dobro je što se srdim do smrti.
10 And the Lord said, Thou hadst pity on the gourd, for which thou has not suffered, neither didst thou rear it; which came up before night, and perished before [another] night:
A Gospod mu reèe: tebi je žao tikve, oko koje se nijesi trudio, i koje nijesi odgajio, nego jednu noæ uzraste a drugu noæ propade.
11 and shall not I spare Nineve, the great city, in which dwell more than twelve myriads of human beings, who do not know their right hand or their left hand; and [also] much cattle?
A meni da ne bude žao Ninevije, velikoga grada, u kom ima više od sto i dvadeset tisuæa ljudi koji još ne znaju šta je desno šta li lijevo, i mnogo stoke?
