Jonah 4
1 And Jonas was exceedingly troubled, and was angry:
Men det tog Jonas såre fortrydeligt op, og han blev vred.
2 And he prayed to the Lord, and said: I beseech thee, O Lord, is not this what I said, when I was yet in my own country? therefore I went before to flee into Tharsis: for I know that thou art a gracious and merciful God, patient, and of much compassion, and easy to forgive evil.
Så bad han til HERREN og sagde: "Ak, HERRE! Var det ikke det, jeg tænkte, da jeg endnu var hjemme i mit Land? Derfor vilde jeg også før fly til Tarsis; jeg vidste jo, at du er en nådig og barmhjertig Gud, langmodig og rig på Miskundhed, og at du angrer det onde.
3 And now, O Lord, I beseech thee take my life from me: for it is better for me to die than to live.
Så tag nu, HERRE, mit Liv; thi jeg vil hellere dø end leve."
4 And the Lord said: Dost thou think thou hast reason to be angry?
Men HERREN sagde: "Er det med Rette; du er vred?"
5 Then Jonas went out of the city, and sat toward the east side of the city: and he made himself a booth there, and he sat under it in the shadow, till he might see what would befall the city.
Så gik Jonas ud og slog sig ned østen for Byen; der byggede han sig en Løvhytte og satte sig i Skygge under den for at se, hvorledes det gik Byen.
6 And the Lord God prepared an ivy, and it came up over the head of Jonas, to be a shadow over his head, and to cover him (for he was fatigued), and Jonas was exceeding glad of the ivy.
Da bød Gud HERREN en Olieplante skyde op over Jonas og skygge over hans Hoved for at tage hans Mismod, og Jonas glædede sig højligen over den.
7 But God prepared a worm, when the morning arose on the following day: and it struck the ivy and it withered.
Men ved Morgengry næste Dag bød Gud en Orm stikke Olieplanten, så den visnede;
8 And when the sun was risen, the Lord commanded a hot and burning wind: and the sun beat upon the head of Jonas, and he broiled with the heat: and he desired for his soul that he might die, and said: It is better for me to die than to live.
og da Solen stod op, rejste Gud en glødende Østenstorm, og Solen stak Jonas i Hovedet, så han vansmægtede og ønskede sig Døden, idet han tænkte: "Jeg vil hellere dø end leve."
9 And the Lord said to Jonas: Dost thou think thou hast reason to be angry, for the ivy? And he said: I am angry with reason even unto death.
Men Gud sagde til Jonas: "Er det med Rette, du er vred for Olieplantens Skyld?" Han svarede: "Ja, med Rette er jeg så vred, at jeg kunde tage min Død derover,"
10 And the Lord said: Thou art grieved for the ivy, for which thou hast not laboured, nor made it to grow, which in one night came up, and in one night perished.
Da sagde HERREN: "Du ynkes over Olieplanten, som du ingen Møje har haft med eller opelsket, som blev til på een Nat og gik ud på een Nat.
11 And shall not I spare Ninive, that great city, in which there are more than a hundred and twenty thousand persons that know not how to distinguish between their right hand and their left, and many beasts?
Og jeg skulde ikke ynkes over Nineve, den store Stad med mer end tolv Gange 10000 Mennesker, som ikke kan skelne højre fra venstre, og meget Kvæg."
