Zechariah 2:6-11 O get you forth, O fle from the lande of the north, sayth the Lorde, yee whome I haue scatred into the foure wyndes vnder heauen, sayth the Lorde.

Great⁽ⁱ⁾ ⁶ O get you forth, O fle from the lande of the north, sayth the Lorde, yee whome I haue scatred into the foure wyndes vnder heauen, sayth the Lorde. ⁷ Saue thy selfe, O Syon: thou that dwellest with the daughter of Babylon, ⁸ for thus sayeth the Lorde of hoostes. After that glorious power hath he sent me out to the Heathen, whych spoyled you, for whoso toucheth you, shall touch the aple of hys owne eye. ⁹ Beholde, I wyll lyft vp myne hande ouer them: so that they shalbe spoyled of those: whyche afore serued them, and ye shall knowe, that the Lord of hostes hath sente me. ¹⁰ Be glad, & reioyce, O daughter of Syon: for lo, I am come to dwell in the myddest of the, sayth the Lord ¹¹ at the same time there shal many Heathen cleue to the Lord and shalbe my people. Thus wyll I dwel in the myddest of the, and thou shalte knowe that the Lorde of hoostes hath sente me vnto th