Isaiah 57:19-21

Revised Geneva Translation

¹⁹ “I create the fruit of the lips: peace—peace to those who are far off and to those who are near,” says the LORD, “—for I will heal him.

²⁰ “But the wicked are like the raging sea that cannot rest, whose waters cast up mire and dirt.

²¹ “There is no peace,” says my God, “to the wicked.”