ACV(i)
7 Ho Zion, escape, thou who dwell with the daughter of Babylon.
8 For thus says LORD of hosts: After glory he has sent me to the nations which plundered you. For he who touches you touches the apple of his eye.
9 For, behold, I will shake my hand over them, and they shall be a spoil to those who served them. And ye shall know that LORD of hosts has sent me.
10 Sing and rejoice, O daughter of Zion, for, lo, I come, and I will dwell in the midst of thee, says LORD.