 1 This was a great calamity in Jonah's sight and it caused him to be angry. 2 So he prayed to the Lord and said, I beg you, Lord, Was this not what I said when I was still in my country? Because of this, I fled to Tarshish, for I knew that you are a gracious God and merciful, slow to anger, of great kindness, and that you regret+ calamity+. 3 Therefore, Lord, I beseech you. Take my life from me. For it would be better for me to die than to live. 4 The Lord said, Why are you angry? 5 Then Jonah left the city and sat on its east side. He made a booth there and sat under it in the shade until he might see what would become of the city. 6 So the Lord God prepared a plant and it come up over Jonah to be a shade over his head to deliver him from his misery. Jonah rejoiced with great joy over the plant. 7 Then as the morning dawned the next day, God caused a worm to strike the plant and it withered. 8 When the sun rose, God caused a scorching east wind and the sun beat down on Jonah's head so that he fainted and wished for his life to die. He said, Better my death than my life. 9 Then God said to Jonah, Is your anger rightly kindled over the plant? Jonah said, Yes, my anger is rightly kindled, even to death. 10 But the Lord said, You have had pity on the plant that you did not create nor make to grow. Rather, it came up in one night and perished in one night. 11 Should I not spare Nineveh, that great city, in which are more than 120,000 souls who do not know their right hand from their left. And also many cattle?
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