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¹ The righteous one perishes, and no one lays it to heart; yea, merciful men are gathered, with no one discerning that the righteous is gathered from the face of evil.² He shall enter peace; they shall rest on their couches, walking in his uprightness.

³ But you, draw near here, sons of the sorceress, seed of the adulterer and playing the harlot.⁴ On whom are you making sport? On whom do you make a wide mouth and draw out the tongue? Are you not children of transgression, a lying seed,⁵ being inflamed with idols under every green tree, slaughtering the children in the torrent beds, under the clefts of the rocks?⁶ In the torrent's smoothness is your portion; they, they are your lot; even to them you have poured a drink offering; you have offered a food offering. Should I be consoled over these?⁷ You have set your couch on a lofty and high mountain; yea, you went up there to sacrifice a sacrifice.⁸ And you have set up your memorial behind the door and post. For you uncovered yourself from Me and went up; you enlarged your couch; and you cut covenant with them; you loved their couch; at a hand you looked.⁹ And you went to the king with oil and multiplied your perfume. And you sent your messengers far away, and lowered yourself to Sheol.¹⁰ You were wearied in the length of your way; you did not say, Despair! You found the life of your hand, so you were not sick.¹¹ And whom have you dreaded and feared? You have lied and have not remembered Me, not laying it on your heart. Have I not been silent, even from forever, and you have not feared Me?¹² I will reveal your righteousness and your works, and they will not benefit you.

¹³ When you cry, let your assembly deliver you; but the wind shall bear away all of them; vanity takes them. But he who takes refuge in Me shall inherit the land and possess My holy mountain.¹⁴ And he shall say, Raise up! Raise up! Clear the way! Make the stumbling block rise from the way of My people.¹⁵ For so says the high and lofty One who inhabits eternity, and His name is Holy: I dwell in the high and holy place, even with the contrite and humble of spirit; to make live the spirit ofthe humble and to make live the heart of thecontrite ones.¹⁶ For I will not contend forever, nor will I always be angry, for the spirit would faint before Me, even the breaths I have made.

¹⁷ For I was angry and struck him for the iniquity of his gain; I hid Myself and was angry; yet he went, turning in his heart's way.¹⁸ His ways I have seen, but I will heal him, and will lead him and complete comforts to him and to his mourners.¹⁹ I create the fruit of the lips: peace, peace, to the ones far off and near, says Jehovah, and I will heal him.²⁰ But the wicked are like the driven sea, which cannot be quiet, and its waves cast up mire and dirt.²¹ There is no peace to the wicked, says my God.