Because of their wicked covetousness I was angry; I struck them, I hid and was angry; but they kept turning back to their own ways.
I have seen their ways, but I will heal them; I will lead them and repay them with comfort, creating for their mourners the fruit of the lips.
Peace, peace, to the far and the near, says the Lord; and I will heal them.
But the wicked are like the tossing sea that cannot keep still; its waters toss up mire and mud.
There is no peace, says my God, for the wicked.
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