16 “For I would not strive forever, nor am I wroth forever, for the spirit would grow faint before Me, even the beings I have made.
17 “For the crookedness of his unfair gain I was wroth and I smote him. I hid Myself and was wroth, and he went on backsliding in the way of his heart.
18 “I have seen his ways, but now I heal him, and I lead him, and restore comforts to him and to his mourners,
19 creating the fruit of the lips: peace, peace to him who is far off and to him who is near,” said יהוה, “and I shall heal him.”
20 But the wrong are like the troubled sea, for it is unable to rest, and its waters cast up mud and dirt.
21 “There is no peace,” said my Elohim, “for the wrong.”