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Isaiah 57

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1 The righteous perish,

2 He enters into peace.

3 “But draw near here, you sons of a sorceress,

4 Whom do you mock?

5 you who inflame yourselves amongst the oaks,

6 Amongst the smooth stones of the valley is your portion.

7 On a high and lofty mountain you have set your bed.

8 You have set up your memorial behind the doors and the posts,

9 You went to the king with oil,

10 You were wearied with the length of your ways;

11 “Whom have you dreaded and feared,

12 I will declare your righteousness;

13 When you cry,

14 He will say, “Build up, build up, prepare the way!

15 For the high and lofty One who inhabits eternity,

16 For I will not contend forever, neither will I always be angry;

17 I was angry because of the iniquity of his covetousness and struck him.

18 I have seen his ways, and will heal him.

19 I create the fruit of the lips:

20 But the wicked are like the troubled sea;

21 “There is no peace”, says my God,