Look, here is a town near enough to run to, and it is small. Let me flee to it—it is very small, isn’t it? Then my life will be spared.”
Say you are my sister, so that I will be treated well for your sake and my life will be spared because of you.”
Your servant has found favor in your eyes, and you have shown great kindness to me in sparing my life. But I can’t flee to the mountains; this disaster will overtake me, and I’ll die.
He said to him, “Very well, I will grant this request too; I will not overthrow the town you speak of.
Lot and his two daughters left Zoar and settled in the mountains, for he was afraid to stay in Zoar. He and his two daughters lived in a cave.
Let me live that I may praise you, and may your laws sustain me.
Give ear and come to me; listen, that you may live. I will make an everlasting covenant with you, my faithful love promised to David.
“They will not hand you over,” Jeremiah replied. “Obey the Lord by doing what I tell you. Then it will go well with you, and your life will be spared.
When a trumpet sounds in a city, do not the people tremble? When disaster comes to a city, has not the Lord caused it?