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Isaiah 57:19-21
New American Standard Bible

Chapter 57

19Creating the praise of the lips. Peace, peace to him who is far away and to him who is near,' Says the Lord, 'and I will heal him.' 20But the wicked are like the tossing sea, For it cannot be quiet, And its waters toss up refuse and mud. 21'There is no peace,' says my God, 'for the wicked.'
King James Version

Chapter 57

19I create the fruit of the lips; Peace, peace to him that is far off, and to him that is near, saith the Lord; and I will heal him.
20But the wicked are like the troubled sea, when it cannot rest, whose waters cast up mire and dirt.
21There is no peace, saith my God, to the wicked.
Christian Standard Bible

Chapter 57

19creating words of praise." The Lord says, "Peace, peace to the one who is far or near, and I will heal him. 20But the wicked are like the storm-tossed sea, for it cannot be still, and its water churns up mire and muck. 21There is no peace for the wicked," says my God.
New Living Translation

Chapter 57

19bringing words of praise to their lips. May they have abundant peace, both near and far,' says the Lord, who heals them. 20'But those who still reject me are like the restless sea, which is never still but continually churns up mud and dirt. 21There is no peace for the wicked,' says my God.
English Standard Version

Chapter 57

19 creating the fruit of the lips. Peace, peace, to the far and to the near," says the Lord, "and I will heal him. 20 But the wicked are like the tossing sea; for it cannot be quiet, and its waters toss up mire and dirt. 21 There is no peace," says my God, "for the wicked."
New International Version

Chapter 57

19creating praise on their lips. Peace, peace, to those far and near," says the Lord. "And I will heal them." 20But the wicked are like the tossing sea, which cannot rest, whose waves cast up mire and mud. 21"There is no peace," says my God, "for the wicked."
New King James Version

Chapter 57

19“I create the fruit of the lips: Peace, peace to him who is far off and to him who is near,” Says the Lord, “And I will heal him.” 20 But the wicked are like the troubled sea, When it cannot rest, Whose waters cast up mire and dirt. 21“ There is no peace,” Says my God, “for the wicked.”
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