Ecclesiastes 2:17

¹¹Then I looked at all the works that my hands had worked, and at the labor that I had labored to do; and behold, all was vanity and a chasing after wind, and there was no profit under the sun.

²Therefore I praised the dead who have been long dead more than the living who are yet alive.

⁸When the sun arose, God prepared a sultry east wind; and the sun beat on Jonah’s head, so that he was faint and requested for himself that he might die. He said, “It is better for me to die than to live.”

¹⁴Cursed is the day in which I was born. Don’t let the day in which my mother bore me be blessed. ¹⁵Cursed is the man who brought news to my father, saying, “A boy is born to you,” making him very glad. ¹⁶Let that man be as the cities which the LORD overthrew, and didn’t repent. Let him hear a cry in the morning, and shouting at noontime, ¹⁷because he didn’t kill me from the womb. So my mother would have been my grave, and her womb always great. ¹⁸Why did I come out of the womb to see labor and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?

¹³“Oh that you would hide me in Sheol,^[+] that you would keep me secret until your wrath is past, that you would appoint me a set time and remember me!

²²For what does a man have of all his labor and of the striving of his heart, in which he labors under the sun?

⁴⁷Remember how short my time is, for what vanity you have created all the children of men!

²⁰“Why is light given to him who is in misery, life to the bitter in soul, ²¹who long for death, but it doesn’t come; and dig for it more than for hidden treasures, ²²who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?

¹⁶Moreover I saw under the sun, in the place of justice, that wickedness was there; and in the place of righteousness, that wickedness was there.

¹⁵so that my soul chooses strangling, death rather than my bones. ¹⁶I loathe my life. I don’t want to live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.