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For thus saith the high and lofty One that
inhabiteth eternity, whose name is Holy;
I dwell in the high and holy place, with
him also that is of a contrite and humble spirit,
to revive the spirit of the humble, and to
revive the heart of the contrite ones.
For I will not contend for ever, neither will
I be always wroth: for the spirit should fail
before me, and the souls which I have made.
For 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. I have seen his ways, and will heal
him: I will lead him also, and restore comforts
unto him and to his mourners. I create the
fruit of the lips; Peace, peace to him that is far
off, and to him that is near, saith the LORD;
and I will heal him. But the wicked are like
the troubled sea, when it cannot rest, whose
waters cast up mire and dirt. There is no
peace, saith my God, to the wicked.
Isaiah 57:15-21
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