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19 when[a] I create the fruit of the lips:
    Peace[b] to the one who is far away or near,” says the Lord,
        “and I’ll heal him.
20 But the wicked are tossed like the sea;[c]
    for it is not able to[d] keep still,
        and its waters toss up mire and mud.

21 “Yet[e] there is no peace,” says my God, “for the wicked.”

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 57:19 So 1QIsaa; 1QIsab 4QIsad MT lack when
  2. Isaiah 57:19 So 1QIsaa; 1QIsab MT read Peace, peace cf. LXX
  3. Isaiah 57:20 So 1QIsaa LXX; 4QIsad MT read are like the tossing sea
  4. Isaiah 57:20 So 1QIsaa; 4QIsad MT lack able to
  5. Isaiah 57:21 So 1QIsaa; MT LXX lack Yet