Isaiah 57

²He enters into peace.

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

⁴Whom do you mock?

⁵you who inflame yourselves among the oaks,

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

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

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

⁹You went to the king with oil,

¹⁰You were wearied with the length of your ways;

¹¹“Whom have you dreaded and feared,

¹²I will declare your righteousness;

¹³When you cry,

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

¹⁵For the high and lofty One who inhabits eternity,

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

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

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

¹⁹I create the fruit of the lips:

²⁰But the wicked are like the troubled sea;

²¹“There is no peace”, says my God,