The worde of the Lorde came vnto Ionas şe sonne of Amithai, saying:
2 Aryse, and get the to Niniue that greate cyte: & preache vnto them, how
that their wyckednes is come vp before me.
3 And Ionas made hym ready to fle vnto Tharsis from the presence of the Lord,
and gat hym downe to Ioppa: where he founde a shyppe ready for to go vnto
Tharsis. So he payde his fare, & wente aborde, that he myght go wyth them
vnto Tharsis, from the presence of the Lorde.
4 But the Lorde hurled a greate wynde into the sea, and there was a myghtye
tempest in the sea: so that the shippe was in ieoperdy of goinge in peces.
5 Then the maryners were afrayde, & cryed euery man vnto hys God: & the
goodes şt were in the shyppe, they cast in to the sea, to lyghten it of them.
But Ionas gat hym vnder şe hatches, where he layed hym downe and slombred.
6 So the master of the shyppe came to hym and sayde vnto hym: why slomberest
thou? Vp, call vpon thy God: yf God (happely) wil thyncke vpon vs, that we
7 And they sayde one to another: come, lett vs cast lottes: that we maye knowe,
for whose cause we are thus troubled. And so they cast lottes, and the lot fell
8 Then sayde they vnto him: tel vs, for whose cause are we thus troubled? what
is thyne occupacyon? whence commest thou? what countre man art thou, and of what
9 He answered them: I am an Ebreue, and I feare the Lorde God of heauen, whych
made both the sea & drye lande.
10 Then where şe men exceadingly afrayed, & sayde vnto hym: why didest thou
so? (for they knewe, that he was fled from the presence of the Lord, because he
had tolde them)
11 & sayde moreouer vnto hym: What shal we do vnto the, that the sea maye
ceasse from troubling vs? (for şe sea wrought & was troublous)
12 he answered them: Take me, and cast me in to the sea, so shall it let you be
in rest: for I wote, it is for my sake, that this great tempest is come vpon
13 Neuerthelesse, the men assayed with rouwynge, to bringe the shyppe to lande:
but it wolde not be, because the sea wrought so, and was so troublous agaynst
14 Wherfore they cryed vnto şe Lord, & sayde: O Lord lett vs not perish for
this mans death, nether laye thou innocent bloude vnto oure charge: for thou, O
Lorde, hast done, euen as thy pleasure was.
15 So they toke Ionas, & cast hym in to the sea, & the sea left ragyng.
16 And the men feared the Lorde exceadingly, doyng sacrifices and makinge vowes
vnto the Lorde.
17 (2:1) Bvt the Lorde prepared a greate fyshe, to swalow vp Ionas. So was Ionas
in the bely of the fysh, thre dayes & thre nightes.
(2:2) And Ionas prayed vnto şe Lord his God, out of the fysshes bely,
2 (2:3) & sayde: In my trouble I called vnto the Lord, & he herde me:
out of the bely of hell I cryed, and thou herdest my voyce.
3 (2:4) Thou haddest cast me downe depe in the myddest of the sea, and the
floude compassed me aboute: yee all thy waues and roules of water went ouer me,
4 (2:5) I thought that I had bene cast awaye out of thy syght: but I wyll yet
agayne loke towarde thy holy temple.
5 (2:6) The waters compased me, euen to the very soule, the depe laye aboute me,
and the wedes were wrapte aboute myne head.
6 (2:7) I went downe to the botome af the hylles, and was barred in wyth earth
for euer. But thou, O Lorde my God, haste brought vp my lyfe agayne out of
7 (2:8) When my soule faynted within me, I thought vpon the Lord: & my
prayer came in vnto the, euen in to thy holy temple.
8 (2:9) They that holde of vayue vanyties, will forsake hys mercy.
9 (2:10) But I wyll do the sacryfyce wyth the voyce of thankesgeuynge, and wil
paye that I haue vowed: for why? saluacion commeth of the Lorde.
10 (2:11) And the Lorde spake vnto the fysh, and it cast out Ionas agayne vpon
the drye lande.
Then came the worde of şe Lorde vnto Ionas agayne, sayenge:
2 vp, and get the to Niniue that great cytye, & preache vnto them the
preachinge whyche I bade the.
3 So Ionas arose, and wente to Niniue at the Lordes commaundement. Niniue was a
greate cyte vnto God, namely, of thre dayes iourney.
4 And Ionas wente to, and entred in to the cytie: euen a dayes iourney, &
cryed, sayenge: There are yet .xl. dayes and then shall Niniue be ouerthrowen.
5 And the people of Niniue beleued God, and proclamed fastynge, and arayed them
selues in sack cloth, as wel the greate as the small of them.
6 And the tydinges came vnto the kynge of Niniue, whyche arose out of hys seate,
and dyd hys apparell of, and put on sack cloth, & sate hym downe in asshes.
7 And it was cryed and commaunded in Niniue, by the auctorite of the king and
hys lordes, sayenge: se that nether man or beast, oxe or shepe taste ought at
all: and that they nether fede ner drinke water:
8 but put on sack cloth both man and beast, and crye myghtely vnto God: yee se
that euery man turne from hys euell waye, and from the wyckednesse, that he hath
9 Who can tell? God maye turne, & repente & cease from his fearce wrath,
that we perish not.
10 And when God sawe their workes, how they turned from their wicked wayes, he
repented on the euell, whych he sayde he wolde do vnto them, and dyd it not.
Therfore Ionas was sore dyscontent & angrye.
2 And he prayed vnto the Lord, & sayde: O Lord was not thys my sayinge (I
praye the) when I was yet in my countre? therfore I hasted rather to fle vnto
Tharsis, for I know well ynough şt thou art a mercyfull God, full of
compassion, long sufferyng, & of a great kyndnesse, & repentest when
thou shuldest take punishment.
3 And now O Lord, take my lyfe fro me (I beseche the) for I had rather dye then
4 Then sayde the Lord: art thou so angrie?
5 And Ionas gat hym out of the cytye, & sat downe on the east side therof:
& there made hym a boothe, & sat vnder it in the shadow, tyll he myght
se, what shulde chaunce vnto the cytie.
6 And the Lord God prepared a wylde vyne which sprang vp ouer Ionas, that he
myght haue shadowe aboue hys head, to delyuer hym out of hys payne. And Ionas
was exceadynge glad of the wylde vyne.
7 But vpon the nexte morowe agaynst thespring of şe daye. The Lord ordened a
worme which smote the wylde vyne, so that it wethered awaye.
8 And when the Sunne was vp God prepared a feruent east wynde: and the Sunne
bett ouer the head of Ionas, that he faynted agayne, and wisshed vnto hys soule,
that he myght dye, and sayde: It is better for me to dye, then to lyue.
9 And God sayde vnto Ionas: Art thou so angrie for şe wylde vyne? And he sayde:
yee very angrie am I euen vnto the death.
10 And the Lorde sayde: thou hast compassion vpon a wylde vyne, wheron thou
bestowdest laboure, ner maydest it growe: whyche sprange vp in one nyght &
peryshed in another:
11 And shulde not I then haue compassion vpon Niniue that greate cytye, wherin
there are aboue an .C. & .xx. thousand persones, that knowe not their right
hand from the lefte, besyde moch catell?