Isaiah 57:19-21

Young's Literal Translation

¹⁹ Producing the fruit of the lips, `Peace, peace,' to the far off, and to the near, And I have healed him, said Jehovah.

²⁰ And the wicked [are] as the driven out sea, For to rest it is not able, And its waters cast out filth and mire.

²¹ There is no peace, said my God, to the wicked!