He that slayeth an ox is as he that killeth a human.

Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign. Look, the young woman is with child and shall bear a son, and shall name him Immanuel.

Grind the faces of the poor.

Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts; the whole earth is full of His glory.

The desert shall rejoice, and blossom as the rose.

I do not whisper obscurities in some dark corner. I would not have told the people of Israel to seek me if I could not be found. I, the Lord, speak only what is true and declare only what is right.

He that slayeth an ox is as he that killeth a human.