14 For her stones are dear to your servants;
    her very dust moves them to pity.

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14 For thy servants take pleasure in her stones, and favour the dust thereof.

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If I forget you,(A) Jerusalem,
    may my right hand forget its skill.

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If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.

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50 You who have escaped the sword,
    leave(A) and do not linger!
Remember(B) the Lord in a distant land,(C)
    and call to mind Jerusalem.”

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50 Ye that have escaped the sword, go away, stand not still: remember the Lord afar off, and let Jerusalem come into your mind.

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