Isaiah 57

1The righteous perisheth, and no man layeth to heart: and merciful men taken away, none considering that the righteous is taken away from the evil . 2He shall enter into peace: they shall rest in their beds, walking his uprightness. 3But draw near hither, ye sons of the sorceress, the seed of the adulterer and the whore. 4Against whom do ye sport yourselves? against whom make ye a wide mouth, draw out the tongue? ye not children of transgression, a seed of falsehood, 5Enflaming yourselves with idols under every green tree, slaying the children in the valleys under the clifts of the rocks? 6Among the smooth of the stream your portion; they, they your lot: even to them hast you poured a drink offering, you hast offered a meat offering. Should I receive comfort in these? 7Upon a lofty and high mountain hast you set your bed: even thither wentest you up to offer sacrifice. 8Behind the doors also and the posts hast you set up your remembrance: for you hast discovered than me, and art gone up; you hast enlarged your bed, and made you with them; you lovedst their bed where you sawest . 9And you wentest to the king with ointment, and didst increase your perfumes, and didst send your messengers far off, and didst debase unto hell. 10you art wearied in the greatness of your way; saidst you not, There is no hope: you hast found the life of your hand; therefore you wast not grieved. 11And of whom hast you been afraid or feared, that you hast lied, and hast not remembered me, nor laid to your heart? have not I held my peace even of old, and you fearest me not? 12I will declare your righteousness, and your works; for they shall not profit you. 13When you criest, let your companies deliver you; but the wind shall carry them all away; vanity shall take : but he that putteth his trust in me shall possess the land, and shall inherit my holy mountain; 14And shall say, Cast ye up, cast ye up, prepare the way, take up the stumblingblock out of the way of my people. 15For thus says the high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, whose name Holy; I dwell in the high and holy , with him also of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite ones. 16For I will not contend for ever, neither will I be always wroth: for the spirit should fail before me, and the souls I have made. 17For the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth, and smote him: I hid me, and was wroth, and he went on frowardly in the way of his heart. 18I have seen his ways, and will heal him: I will lead him also, and restore comforts unto him and to his mourners. 19I create the fruit of the lips; Peace, peace to far off, and to near, says the Yahuah; and I will heal him. 20But the wicked like the troubled sea, when it cannot rest, whose waters cast up mire and dirt. 21no peace, says my Elohim, to the wicked.