1 约拿对这事非常不高兴， 并且发起怒来， 2 就向耶和华祷告， 说： "耶和华啊！ 我还在本国的时候， 不是这样说过吗？我知道你是有恩典有怜悯的 神， 不轻易发怒， 并且有丰盛的慈爱， 转意不降灾祸， 所以我才急忙逃往他施去。 3 耶和华啊！ 现在求你取去我的性命吧， 因为我死了比活着还好。" 4 耶和华回答说： "你这样发怒对不对呢？" 5 约拿出了城， 在城东坐下； 他在那里搭了一座棚， 坐在棚荫之下， 要看看那城究竟怎样。 6 耶和华 神安排一棵蓖麻， 使它长起来高过约拿， 成了阴影遮盖他的头， 免他受苦； 约拿因这棵蓖麻， 就大大欢畅。 7 次日黎明的时候， 神安排一条虫子， 蛀蚀这棵蓖麻， 蓖麻就枯槁了。 8 日出的时候， 神又安排炎热的东风。烈日晒在约拿的头上， 以致发昏， 他就为自己求死， 说： "我死了比活着还好。" 9 神问约拿： "你因这棵蓖麻这样发怒， 对不对呢？"约拿说： "我发怒以至于死都是对的。" 10 耶和华说： "这棵蓖麻， 不是你栽种的， 也不是你使它长大的， 一夜长成， 一夜死去， 你尚且爱惜它， 11 何况这尼尼微大城， 其中不晓得分辨左右手的有十二万多人， 并且有许多牲畜， 我怎能不爱惜呢？"

1 And it is grievous unto Jonah -- a great evil -- and he is displeased at it;2 and he prayeth unto Jehovah, and he saith, `I pray Thee, O Jehovah, is not this my word while I was in mine own land -- therefore I was beforehand to flee to Tarshish -- that I have known that Thou [art] a God, gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and abundant in kindness, and repenting of evil?3 And now, O Jehovah, take, I pray Thee, my soul from me, for better [is] my death than my life.`4 And Jehovah saith, `Is doing good displeasing to thee?`5 And Jonah goeth forth from the city, and sitteth on the east of the city, and maketh to himself there a booth, and sitteth under it in the shade, till that he seeth what is in the city.6 And Jehovah God appointeth a gourd, and causeth it to come up over Jonah, to be a shade over his head, to give deliverance to him from his affliction, and Jonah rejoiceth because of the gourd [with] great joy.7 And God appointeth a worm at the going up of the dawn on the morrow, and it smiteth the gourd, and it drieth up.8 And it cometh to pass, about the rising of the sun, that God appointeth a cutting east wind, and the sun smiteth on the head of Jonah, and he wrappeth himself up, and asketh his soul to die, and saith, `Better [is] my death than my life.`9 And God saith unto Jonah: `Is doing good displeasing to thee, because of the gourd?` and he saith, `To do good is displeasing to me -- unto death.`10 And Jehovah saith, `Thou hast had pity on the gourd, for which thou didst not labour, neither didst thou nourish it, which a son of a night was, and a son of a night perished,11 and I -- have not I pity on Nineveh, the great city, in which there are more than twelve myriads of human beings, who have not known between their right hand and their left -- and much cattle!`