19 I create the [a]fruit of the lips, to be peace: peace unto them that are [b]far off, and to them that are near, saith the Lord: for I will heal him.

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

21 There is no peace, saith my God, to the wicked.

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 57:19 That is, I frame the speech and words of my messengers which shall bring peace.
  2. Isaiah 57:19 As well to him that is in captivity as to him that remaineth at home.
  3. Isaiah 57:20 Their evil conscience doth ever torment them, and therefore they can never have rest, read Isa. 48:22.

19     creating praise on their lips.(A)
Peace, peace,(B) to those far and near,”(C)
    says the Lord. “And I will heal them.”
20 But the wicked(D) are like the tossing sea,(E)
    which cannot rest,
    whose waves cast up mire(F) and mud.
21 “There is no peace,”(G) says my God, “for the wicked.”(H)

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