But the wickedare like the tossingsea,For it cannotbe quiet,And its waterstossup refuseand mud.
Now the heartof the kingof Aramwas enragedoverthisthing;and he calledhis servantsand saidto them, "Will you tellme whichof us is for the kingof Israel?"
Woeto the wicked![It will go] badly[with him], For whathe deserveswill be doneto him.
The expressionof their facesbearswitnessagainst them, And they displaytheir sinlike Sodom;They do not [even] conceal[it]. Woeto them! For they have broughtevilon themselves.
"Thereis nopeacefor the wicked,"saysthe LORD.
They do not knowthe wayof peace,And thereis nojusticein their tracks;They have madetheir pathscrooked,Whoevertreadson them does not knowpeace.
Concerning Damascus."Hamathand Arpadare putto shame,For they have heardbadnews;They are disheartened.There is anxietyby the sea,It cannotbe calmed.
These are the menwho are hidden reefsin your love feastswhen they feastwith you without fear,caringfor themselves;cloudswithout water,carried alongby winds;autumntreeswithout fruit,doublydead,uprooted;
wildwavesof the sea,castingup their ownshamelike foam;wanderingstars,for whomthe blackdarknesshas been reservedforever.
