¹⁵ And if thou deal thus with me, kill me, I pray thee, out of hand, if I have found favour in thy sight; and let me not see my wretchedness.

⁹ Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!

¹⁶ I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.

10 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

¹⁹ Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all before thee.

¹⁸ Wherefore came I forth out of the womb to see labour and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?

⁸ And it came to pass, when the sun did arise, that God prepared a vehement east wind; and the sun beat upon the head of Jonah, that he fainted, and wished in himself to die, and said, It is better for me to die than to live.