6 O, O flee from the land of the North, says the Lord, for I have scattered you into the four winds of heaven, says the Lord.
7 O Zion, flee, you who dwell with the daughter of Babylon.
8 For thus says the Lord of hosts: After the glory, he has sent me to the Gentiles, which have despoiled you. For he who touches you, touches the pupil of my eye.
9 For behold, I lift up my hand over them, and they will be a prey to those who had served them. And you will know that the Lord of hosts has sent me.
10 Sing praise and rejoice, daughter of Zion. For behold, I approach, and I will dwell in your midst, says the Lord.
11 And many nations will be joined to the Lord in that day, and they will be my people, and I will dwell in your midst. And you will know that the Lord of hosts has sent me to you.
12 And the Lord will possess his portion, Judah, in the sanctified land, and still he will single out Jerusalem.