Jonah 4
1 And it is grievous to Jonah—a great evil—and he is displeased at it;
ヨナこの事を甚だ惡しとして烈く怒り
2 and he prays to YHWH, and he says, “Ah, now, O YHWH, is this not my word while I was in my own land—therefore I was beforehand [going] to flee to Tarshish—that I have known that You [are] a God, gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and abundant in kindness, and relenting of evil?
ヱホバに祈りて曰けるはヱホバよ我なほ本國にありし時斯あらんと曰しに非ずや さればこそ前にタルシシへ逃れたるなれ 其は我なんぢは矜恤ある神 憐憫あり 怒ること遲く慈悲深くして災禍を悔たまふものなりと知ばなり
3 And now, O YHWH, please take my soul from me, for better [is] my death than my life.”
ヱホバよ願くは今わが命を取たまへ 其は生ることよりも死るかた我に善ればなり
4 And YHWH says, “Is doing good displeasing to you?”
ヱホバ曰たまひけるは汝の怒る事いかで宣しからんや
5 And Jonah goes forth from the city, and sits on the east of the city, and makes a shelter for himself there, and sits under it in the shade, until he sees what is in the city.
ヨナは邑より出てその東の方に居り己が爲に其處に一の小屋をしつらひその蔭の下に坐して府の如何に成行くかを見る
6 And YHWH God appoints a gourd, and causes it to come up over Jonah, to be a shade over his head, to give deliverance to him from his affliction, and Jonah rejoices because of the gourd [with] great joy.
ヱホバ神 瓢を備へこれをして發生てヨナの上を覆はしめたり こはヨナの首の爲に庇蔭をまうけてその憂を慰めんが爲なりき ヨナはこの瓢の木によりて甚だ喜べり
7 And God appoints a worm at the going up of the dawn on the next day, and it strikes the gourd, and it dries up.
されど神あくる日の夜明に虫をそなへて其ひさごを噛せたまひければ瓢は枯たり
8 And it comes to pass, about the rising of the sun, that God appoints a cutting east wind, and the sun strikes on the head of Jonah, and he wraps himself up, and asks for his soul to die, and says, “Better [is] my death than my life.”
かくて日の出し時神暑き東風を備へ給ひ又日ヨナの首を照しければ彼よわりて心の中に死ることを願ひて言ふ 生ることよりも死るかた我に善し
9 And God says to Jonah: “Is doing good displeasing to you, because of the gourd?” And he says, “To do good is displeasing to me—to death.”
神またヨナに曰ひたまひけるは瓢の爲に汝のいかる事いかで宣しからんや 彼曰けるはわれ怒りて死るともよろし
10 And YHWH says, “You have had pity on the gourd, for which you did not labor, neither did you nourish it, which came up [as] a son of night, and perished [as] a son of night,
ヱホバ曰たまひけるは汝は勞をくはへず生育ざる此の一夜に生じて一夜に亡びし瓢を惜めり
11 and I—do I not have pity on Nineveh, the great city, in which there are more than one hundred twenty thousand of mankind, who have not known between their right hand and their left—and much livestock?”
まして十二萬餘の右左を辨へざる者と許多の家畜とあるこの大なる府ニネベをわれ惜まざらんや
