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| 4:1 | But it displeased Ionah exceedingly, and he was very angry. |
| 4:2 | And he prayed vnto the Lord, and sayd, I pray thee, O Lord, was not this my saying, when I was yet in my countrey? Therefore I fledde before vnto Tarshish: for I knew that thou art a gracious God, and mercifull, slow to anger, and of great kindnesse, and repentest thee of the euill. |
| 4:3 | Therefore now, O Lord, Take, I beseech thee, my life from me; for it is better for me to die then to liue. |
| 4:4 | Then said the Lord, Doest thou well to be angry? |
| 4:5 | So Ionah went out of the citie, and sate on the East side of the city, and there made him a boothe, and sate vnder it in the shadow, till hee might see what would become of the citie. |
| 4:6 | And the Lord God prepared a gourd, and made it to come vp ouer Ionah, that it might be a shadow ouer his head, to deliuer him from his griefe. So Ionah was exceeding glad of the gourd. |
| 4:7 | But God prepared a worme when the morning rose the next day, and it smote the gourd that it withered. |
| 4:8 | And it came to passe when the Sunne did arise, that God prepared a vehement East wind; and the Sunne beat vpon the head of Ionah, that hee fainted, and wished in himselfe to die, and said, It is better for me to die, then to liue. |
| 4:9 | And God said to Ionah, Doest thou well to be angry for the gourd? and he said, I doe well to be angry, euen vnto death. |
| 4:10 | Then said the Lord, Thou hast had pitie on the gourde, for the which thou hast not laboured, neither madest it grow, which came vp in a night, and perished in a night: |
| 4:11 | And should not I spare Nineueh that great citie, wherein are more then sixscore thousand persons, that cannot discerne betweene their right hand and their left hand, and also much cattell? |
| 4:1 | Wherfore Ionas was sore discontet, and angrie. |
| 4:2 | And he prayed vnto the LORDE, and sayde: O LORDE, was not this my sayenge (I praye the) when I was yet in my countre? therfore I haisted rather to fle vnto Tharsis, for I knowe well ynough that thou art a mercifull God, full of compassion, loge sufferinge, and of greate kyndnesse, and repentest when thou shuldest take punyshment. |
| 4:3 | And now o LORDE, take my life fro me (I beseke the) for I had rather dye then lyue. |
| 4:4 | Then sayde the LORDE: art thou so angrie? |
| 4:5 | And Ionas gat him out of the cite, and sat downe on ye east syde therof: and there made him a bothe, and sat vnder it in the shadow, till he might se, what shulde chaunce vnto the cite. |
| 4:6 | And the LORDE God prepared a wylde vyne, which sprange vp ouer Ionas, that he might haue shadowe aboue his heade, to delyuer him out of his payne. And Ionas was exceadinge glad of the wylde vyne. |
| 4:7 | But vpo the nexte morow agaynst the springe of the daye, the LORDE ordened a worme, which smote the wylde vyne, so that it wethered awaye. |
| 4:8 | And when the Sone was vp God prepared a feruent east wynde: and the Sonne bete ouer the heade of Ionas, that he faynted agayne, and wy?shed vnto his soule, that he might dye, and sayde: It is better for me to dye, the to lyue. |
| 4:9 | And God sayd vnto Ionas: Art thou so angrie for the wylde vyne? And he sayde: yee very angrie am I euen vnto the deeth. |
| 4:10 | And the LORDE sayde: thou hast compassion vpon a wylde vyne, whero thou bestowdest no laboure, ner maydest it growe: which sprange vp in one night and perished in another: |
| 4:11 | And shulde not I then haue compassion vpon Niniue that greate cite, wherin there are aboue an C. and xx. thousande personnes, yt knowe not their right hode fro the lefte, besydes moch catell? |
| 4:1 | And Jonas was turmentid with greet turment, and was wrooth. |
| 4:2 | And he preiede the Lord, and seide, Lord, Y biseche, whether this is not my word, whanne Y was yit in my lond? For this thing Y purposide, for to fle in to Tharsis; for Y woot, that thou, God, art meke and merciful, pacient, and of merciful doyng, and foryyuynge on malice. |
| 4:3 | And now, Lord, Y preie, take my soule fro me; for deth is betere to me than lijf. |
| 4:4 | And the Lord seide, Gessist thou, whether thou art wel wrooth? |
| 4:5 | And Jonas wente out of the citee, and sat ayens the eest of the citee, and made to hym a schadewyng place there; and sat vndur it in schadewe, til he sai what bifelle to the citee. |
| 4:6 | And the Lord God made redy an yuy, and it stiede vp on the heed of Jonas, that schadewe were on his heed, and kyueride hym; for he hadde trauelid. And Jonas was glad on the yuy, with greet gladnesse. |
| 4:7 | And God made redi a worm, in stiyng up of grei dai on the morewe; and it smoot the yuy, and it driede up. |
| 4:8 | And whanne the sunne was risun, the Lord comaundide to the hoot wynd and brennyng; and the sunne smoot on the heed of Jonas, and he swalide. And he axide to his soule that he schulde die, and seide, It is betere to me for to die, than for to lyue. |
| 4:9 | And the Lord seide to Jonas, Gessist thou, whether thou art wel wrooth on the yuy? And he seide, Y am wel wrooth, til to the deth. |
| 4:10 | And the Lord seide, Thou art sori on the yuy, in which thou trauelidist not, nether madist that it wexide, which was growun vndur o nyyt, and perischide in o nyyt. |
| 4:11 | And schal Y not spare the grete citee Nynyue, in which ben more than sixe score thousynde of men, which witen not what is betwixe her riyt half and left, and many beestis? |
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