57 The righteous one has perished,
But no one takes it to heart.
With no one discerning that the righteous one has been taken away
Because of* the calamity.
2 He enters into peace.
They rest on their beds,* all who walk uprightly.
3 “But as for you, come closer,
You sons of a sorceress,
You children of an adulterer and a prostitute:
4 Whom are you making fun of?
Against whom do you open your mouth wide and stick out your tongue?
Are you not the children of transgression,
The children of deceit,+
Under every luxuriant tree,+
Under the clefts of the crags?
Yes, these are your lot.
Even to them you pour out drink offerings and offer gifts.+
Should I be satisfied* with these things?
8 Behind the door and the doorpost you set up your memorial.
You left me and uncovered yourself;
You went up and made your bed spacious.
And you made a covenant with them.
You sent your envoys far off,
So that you descended to the Grave.*
10 You have toiled in following your many ways,
But you did not say, ‘It is hopeless!’
You found renewed strength.
That is why you do not give up.*
You did not remember me.+
You took nothing to heart.+
So you showed no fear of me.
A wind will carry all of them away,
A mere breath will blow them away,
But the one who takes refuge in me will inherit the land
And will take possession of my holy mountain.+
Remove any obstacle from the way of my people.’”
“I reside in the high and holy place,+
But also with those crushed and lowly in spirit,
To revive the spirit of the lowly
And to revive the heart of those being crushed.+
16 For I will not oppose them forever
Or always remain indignant;+
For a man’s spirit would grow feeble because of me,+
Even the breathing creatures that I have made.
So I struck him, I hid my face, and I was indignant.
But he kept walking as a renegade,+ following the way of his heart.
18 I have seen his ways,
19 “I am creating the fruit of the lips.
Continuous peace will be given to the one who is far away and the one who is near,”+ says Jehovah,
“And I will heal him.”
20 “But the wicked are like the restless sea that cannot calm down,
And its waters keep tossing up seaweed and mire.