Isaiah 57:19-21

World English Bible

¹⁹ I create the fruit of the lips:
    Peace, peace, to him who is far off and to him who is near,”
    says Yahweh; “and I will heal them.”
²⁰ But the wicked are like the troubled sea;
    for it can’t rest and its waters cast up mire and mud.
²¹ “There is no peace”, says my God,
    “for the wicked.”