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.