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18 And Lot said unto them, Oh, not so, [a]my lord: 19 behold now, thy servant hath found favor in thy sight, and thou hast magnified thy lovingkindness, which thou hast showed unto me in saving my life; and I cannot escape to the mountain, lest [b]evil overtake me, and I die: 20 behold now, this city is near to flee unto, and it is a little one. Oh let me escape thither (is it not a little one?), and my soul shall live.

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  1. Genesis 19:18 Or, O Lord
  2. Genesis 19:19 Or, the evil