Isaías 57

Rufe getrost, schone nicht! Erhebe deine Stimme wie eine Posaune und verkündige meinem Volk ihr Übertreten und dem Hause Jakob ihre Sünde!

Crío fruto de labios: Paz, paz al lejano y al cercano, dijo Jehová; y sanarélo.

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.

I create the fruit of the lips: Peace, peace, to him who is far off and to him who is near,” says the LORD; “and I will heal them.”