Jonas 4
1 But Jonas was very deeply grieved, and he was confounded.
Men det gjorde Jonas overmaade meget ondt, og hans Vrede optændtes.
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 you are merciful and compassionate, longsuffering, and abundant in kindness, and repent of evil.
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.
3 And now, Lord God, take my life from me; for [it is] better for me to die than to live.
Og nu, Herre! tag dog min Sjæl fra mig; thi det er mig bedre at dø end at leve.
4 And the Lord said to Jonas, Are you very much grieved?
Og Herren sagde: Mon det er ret, at din Vrede optændes?
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.
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.
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.
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.
7 And God commanded a worm the next morning, and it struck the gourd, and it withered away.
Men Gud beskikkede, da Morgenrøden den næste Dag oprandt, en Orm, og den stak Kikajonet, og det visnede.
8 And it came to pass at the rising of the sun, that God commanded a burning east wind; and the sun struck 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.
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.
9 And God said to Jonas, Are you very much grieved for the gourd? And he said, I am very much grieved, even to death.
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.
10 And the Lord said, You had pity on the gourd, for which you has not suffered, neither did you rear it; which came up before night, and perished before [another] night:
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;
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?
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?
