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19 I made the fruit of (my) lips (to be) peace, peace to him that is far, and to him that is nigh, said the Lord; and I healed him. (I made peace to be the fruit of my lips, peace to those who be far away, and to those who be near, or close by, saith the Lord; and I healed them.)

20 But wicked men be as the boiling sea, that may not rest; and the waves thereof float again into defouling, and fen. (But the wicked be like the boiling sea, that cannot rest; and its waves flow again into defiling, and into fen.)

21 The Lord God said, Peace is not to wicked men. (And the Lord God said, Peace is not to wicked.)

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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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