They long for death, and it won’t come. They search for death more eagerly than for hidden treasure.

他们切望死，却不得死；求死，胜于求隐藏的珍宝。

他们等死，却不得死；求死，胜于求隐藏的珍宝。

他们等死，却不得死；求死，胜于求隐藏的珍宝。

他们等候死亡却等不到，他们求死胜于求宝藏。

他们想死却死不了，找死胜于找宝藏；

他們切望死，卻不得死；求死，勝於求隱藏的珍寶。

他們等死，卻不得死；求死，勝於求隱藏的珍寶。

他們等死，卻不得死；求死，勝於求隱藏的珍寶。

他們等候死亡卻等不到，他們求死勝於求寶藏。

他們想死卻死不了，找死勝於找寶藏；

為甚麼給切望着「死」而不得死的人？給挖地尋「死」、勝於尋求藏寶的人呢？

彼望死不得、掘地求之、甚於求寶藏、

彼望死亡而不能、猶人掘窖金而弗得。

若此之人、盼死不得、求死甚於珍寶、

to those who long for death that does not come, who search for it more than for hidden treasure,

Why is life given to those who long for death that doesn’t come? Why is it given to those who would rather search for death than for hidden treasure?

who long for death, but it comes not, and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,

who wait for death, but it does not come, and search for it more than for hidden treasure,

Who long for death, but there is none, And dig for it more than for hidden treasures;

Who long for death, but it does not come, And search for it more than hidden treasures;

Who long for death, but it cometh not, And dig for it more than for hid treasures;

who wait for death, but it does not come, and search for it more than for hidden treasure,

Which long for death, but it[ cometh] not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;

to those who wait for death that does not come, and search for it more than for hidden treasures,

Who long for death, but it doesn’t come; and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,

In those days people will seek death but will not find it. They will long to die, but death will flee from them!

Search for them as you would for silver; seek them like hidden treasures.

If this is how you intend to treat me, just go ahead and kill me. Do me a favor and spare me this misery!”

Then he went on alone into the wilderness, traveling all day. He sat down under a solitary broom tree and prayed that he might die.“ I have had enough, Lord,” he said.“ Take my life, for I am no better than my ancestors who have already died.”

And as the sun grew hot, God arranged for a scorching east wind to blow on Jonah. The sun beat down on his head until he grew faint and wished to die.“ Death is certainly better than living like this!” he exclaimed.

Just kill me now, Lord! I’d rather be dead than alive if what I predicted will not happen.”