20 lo, I pray thee, this city 'is' near to flee thither, and it 'is' little; let me escape, I pray thee, thither, (is it not little?) and my soul doth live.'
20 Behold, this city is near enough to flee to, and it is a little one. Let me escape there--is it not a little one?--and my life will be saved!"
20 Behold, yonder city is near enough to flee to, and it is a little one. Let me escape there--is it not a little one? --and my life will be saved!"
