1 The righteous perisheth, and no man layeth it to heart: and
2 He shall enter into peace: they shall rest in their beds, each
3 But draw near hither, ye sons of the sorceress, the seed of the
4 Against whom do ye sport yourselves? against whom make ye a wide
5 Enflaming yourselves with idols under every green tree, slaying
8 Behind the doors also and the posts hast thou set up thy
9 And thou wentest to the king with ointment, and didst increase
10 Thou art wearied in the greatness of thy way; yet saidst thou
11 And of whom hast thou been afraid or feared, that thou hast
13 When thou criest, let thy companies deliver thee; but the wind
15 For thus saith the high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity,
16 For I will not contend for ever, neither will I be always wroth:
17 For the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth, and smote him:
18 I have seen his ways, and will heal him: I will lead him also,
19 I create the fruit of the lips; Peace, peace to him that is far
20 But the wicked are like the troubled sea, when it cannot rest,
21 There is no peace, saith my God, to the wicked.