9. I will be an encircling wall of fire for it—oracle of the Lord—and I will be the glory in its midst.”
10. Up! Up! Flee from the land of the north—oracle of the Lord;—For like the four winds of heaven I have dispersed you—oracle of the Lord.
11. Up, Zion! Escape, you who dwell in daughter Babylon!
12. For thus says the Lord of hosts after the Lord’s glory had sent me, concerning the nations that have plundered you: Whoever strikes you strikes me directly in the eye.
13. Now I wave my hand over them, and they become plunder for their own servants. Thus you shall know that the Lord of hosts has sent me.
14. Sing and rejoice, daughter Zion! Now, I am coming to dwell in your midst—oracle of the Lord.