Gen.19.20

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.

Gen.19.20

Look over there--that town is close enough to get to. It's a small town, hardly anything to it. Let me escape there and save my life--it's a mere wide place in the road."

Gen.19.20

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."

Gen.19.20

See now, this city is near enough to flee to, and it is a little one; please let me escape there (is it not a little one?) and my soul shall live."