[a]Ho there! (A)Flee from the land of the north,” declares the Lord, “for I have (B)dispersed you as the four winds of the heavens,” declares the Lord. “Ho, Zion! (C)Escape, you who are living with the daughter of Babylon.” For thus says the Lord of hosts, “After [b](D)glory He has sent me against the nations which plunder you, for he who touches you, touches the [c](E)apple of His eye.

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Footnotes

  1. Zechariah 2:6 Lit Ho! Ho!
  2. Zechariah 2:8 Or the glory
  3. Zechariah 2:8 Lit pupil