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Jonah

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1 But it dis­pleased Jon­ah ex­ceed­ing­ly, and he was very an­gry. 2 And he prayed unto the LORD, and said, I pray thee, O LORD, was not this my say­ing, when I was yet in my coun­try? There­fore I fled be­fore unto Tarshish: for I knew that thou art a gra­cious God, and mer­ci­ful, slow to anger, and of great kind­ness, and re­pen­test thee of the evil. 3 There­fore now, O LORD, take, I be­seech thee, my life from me; for it is bet­ter for me to die than to live. 4 Then said the LORD, Doest thou well to be an­gry? 5 So Jon­ah went out of the city, and sat on the east side of the city, and there made him a booth, and sat un­der it in the shad­ow, till he might see what would be­come of the city. 6 And the LORD God pre­pared a gourd, and made it to come up over Jon­ah, that it might be a shad­ow over his head, to de­liv­er him from his grief. So Jon­ah was ex­ceed­ing glad of the gourd. 7 But God pre­pared a worm when the morn­ing rose the next day, and it smote the gourd that it with­ered. 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. 9 And God said to Jon­ah, Doest thou well to be an­gry for the gourd? And he said, I do well to be an­gry, even unto death. 10 Then said the LORD, Thou hast had pity on the gourd, for the which thou hast not laboured, nei­ther madest it grow; which came up in a night, and per­ished in a night: 11 And should not I spare Nin­eveh, that great city, where­in are more than sixs­core thou­sand per­sons that can­not dis­cern be­tween their right hand and their left hand; and also much cat­tle?