17. For the iniquity of his covetousness I was wroth and smote him: I hid my face and was wroth, and he went on rebelliously in the way of his heart.
18. I have seen his ways and will heal him: I will lead him also and restore comforts unto him and to his mourners.
19. I create the fruit of the lips; Peace, peace to him that is far off and to him that is near, said the Lord; and healed him.
20. But the wicked are like the sea in tempest, that cannot rest, whose waters cast up mire and dirt.