Isaiah 57:19-21

New King James Version

¹⁹ “I create ^(A)the fruit of the lips:
Peace, peace ^(B)to him who is far off and to him who is near,”
Says the Lord,
“And I will heal him.”
^20 (C)But the wicked are like the troubled sea,
When it cannot rest,
Whose waters cast up mire and dirt.

²¹ “There^(D) is no peace,”
Says my God, “for the wicked.”