Surely the arm of the LORD is not too short to save, nor his ear too dull to hear.

But the wicked are like the tossing sea, which cannot rest, whose waves cast up mire and mud.

Woe to those who call evil good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness, who put bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter!

Surely the arm of the LORD is not too short to save, nor his ear too dull to hear.

All the earth is at rest and is quiet: they are bursting into song. Even the trees of the wood are glad over you, the trees of Lebanon, saying, From the time of your fall no wood-cutter has come up against us with an axe.

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

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.