Isaiah 57:20
20 Butv the wicked are like the churning sea,
that is not able to keep quiet,
and its waters toss up mire and mud.
Isaiah 57:20 — The New International Version (NIV)
20 But the wicked are like the tossing sea,
which cannot rest,
whose waves cast up mire and mud.
Isaiah 57:20 — English Standard Version (ESV)
20 But the wicked are like the tossing sea;
for it cannot be quiet,
and its waters toss up mire and dirt.
Isaiah 57:20 — King James Version (KJV 1900)
20 But the wicked are like the troubled sea,
When it cannot rest,
Whose waters cast up mire and dirt.
Isaiah 57:20 — New Living Translation (NLT)
20 “But those who still reject me are like the restless sea,
which is never still
but continually churns up mud and dirt.
Isaiah 57:20 — The New King James Version (NKJV)
20 But the wicked are like the troubled sea,
When it cannot rest,
Whose waters cast up mire and dirt.
Isaiah 57:20 — New Century Version (NCV)
20 But evil people are like the angry sea,
which cannot rest,
whose waves toss up waste and mud.
Isaiah 57:20 — American Standard Version (ASV)
20 But the wicked are like the troubled sea; for it cannot rest, and its waters cast up mire and dirt.
Isaiah 57:20 — 1890 Darby Bible (DARBY)
20 But the wicked are like the troubled sea, which cannot rest, and whose waters cast up mire and dirt.
Isaiah 57:20 — GOD’S WORD Translation (GW)
20 But the wicked are like the churning sea.
It isn’t quiet,
and its water throws up mud and slime.
Isaiah 57:20 — The Holman Christian Standard Bible (HCSB)
20 But the wicked are like the storm-tossed sea,
for it cannot be still,
and its waters churn up mire and muck.
Isaiah 57:20 — The New Revised Standard Version (NRSV)
20 But the wicked are like the tossing sea
that cannot keep still;
its waters toss up mire and mud.
Isaiah 57:20 — New International Reader’s Version (1998) (NIrV)
20 But those who are evil are like the rolling sea.
It never rests.
Its waves toss up mud and sand.
Isaiah 57:20 — New American Standard Bible: 1995 Update (NASB95)
20 But the wicked are like the tossing sea,
For it cannot be quiet,
And its waters toss up refuse and mud.