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‘Ho, ho! Come forth and flee from the land of the North!’ says the LORD, ‘for I have scattered you to the four winds of the heaven,’ says the LORD.

‘Save yourself, O Zion, who dwells with the daughter of Babel!’

“For thus says the LORD of Hosts: ‘After this glory he has sent Me to the nations which plundered you. For he who touches you, touches the apple of His Eye.

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