An Appeal to the Exiles to Flee Babylon
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Ho, ho, flee from the land of the north, saith Jehovah; for I have spread you abroad as the four winds of the heavens, saith Jehovah.
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Ho Zion, escape, thou that dwellest with the daughter of Babylon.
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For thus saith Jehovah of hosts: After glory hath he sent me unto the nations which plundered you; for he that toucheth you toucheth the apple of his eye.
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For, behold, I will shake my hand over them, and they shall be a spoil to those that served them; and ye shall know that Jehovah of hosts hath sent me.
Bible text: American Standard Version (1901) · Public domain