Isaiah 57:18

¹⁶  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.

¹⁷  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.

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, saith the LORD; and I will heal him.

²⁰  But the wicked are like the troubled sea, when it cannot rest, whose waters cast up mire and dirt.