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Then the men became greatly fearful, and they said to him, "What is this you have done?" For the men knew that he was fleeing from the presence of Yahweh because he had told them.

So they said to him, "What should we do to you that the sea may become quiet for us?"—for the sea was becoming increasingly stormy.

So he said to them, "Lift me up and hurl me into the sea. Then the sea will become quiet for you, for I know that on account of me this great storm has come upon you."

However, the men rowed desperately to return to dry land, but they could not, for the sea was becoming increasingly stormy against them.

Then they called on Yahweh and said, "Ah! O Yahweh, we earnestly pray, do not let us perish on account of this man's life, and do not put innocent blood on us; for You, O Yahweh, as You have pleased You have done."

and he said,"I called out of my distress to Yahweh,And He answered me.I cried for help from the belly of Sheol;You heard my voice.

For You had cast me into the deep,Into the heart of the seas,And the current surrounded me.All Your breakers and waves passed over me.

But as for me, I will sacrifice to YouWith the voice of thanksgiving.That which I have vowed I will pay.Salvation belongs to Yahweh."

And he prayed to Yahweh and said, "Ah! O Yahweh, was not this my word to myself while I was still in my own land? Therefore I went ahead to flee to Tarshish, for I knew that You are a gracious and compassionate God, slow to anger and abundant in lovingkindness, and one who relents concerning evil.

So now, O Yahweh, please take my life from me, for death is better to me than life."

Then Jonah went out from the city and sat east of the city. And there he made a booth for himself and sat under it in the shade until he could see what would happen in the city.

Then Yahweh said, "You had pity on the plant for which you did not work and which you did not cause to grow, which came to be overnight and perished overnight.

For behold, Yahweh is going forth from His place.He will come down and tread on the high places of the earth.

All this is for the transgression of JacobAnd for the sins of the house of Israel.What is the transgression of Jacob?Is it not Samaria?What is the high place of Judah?Is it not Jerusalem?

So I will make Samaria a heap of ruins in the field,Planting places for a vineyard.And I will pour her stones down into the valleyAnd will lay bare her foundations.

And all of her graven images will be smashed,And all of her earnings will be burned with fireAnd all of her idols I will make desolate,For she collected them from a harlot's earnings,And to the earnings of a harlot they will return.

For her wound is incurable,For it has come to Judah;It has reached the gate of my people,Even to Jerusalem.

For the inhabitant of MarothWrithes in waiting for goodBecause a calamity has come down from YahwehTo the gate of Jerusalem.

Make yourself bald and cut off your hair,Because of the children of your delight;Extend your baldness like the eagle,For they will go from you into exile.

Woe to those who devise wickedness,Who work out evil on their beds!When the light of the morning comes, they do it,For it is in the power of their hands.