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20 But the wicked are like the churning sea.
It isn’t quiet,
and its water throws up mud and slime.

21 “There is no peace for the wicked,” says my God.

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20 But the wicked(A) are like the tossing sea,(B)
    which cannot rest,
    whose waves cast up mire(C) and mud.
21 “There is no peace,”(D) says my God, “for the wicked.”(E)

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