Happy art thou, O Israel: who is like unto thee, O people saved by the Lord, the shield of thy help, and who is the sword of thy excellency! and thine enemies shall be found liars unto thee; and thou shalt tread upon their high places.

And if it be not so now, who will make me a liar, and make my speech nothing worth?

I said in my haste, All men are liars.

A wicked doer giveth heed to false lips; and a liar giveth ear to a naughty tongue.

The desire of a man is his kindness: and a poor man is better than a liar.

Add thou not unto his words, lest he reprove thee, and thou be found a liar.

That frustrateth the tokens of the liars, and maketh diviners mad; that turneth wise men backward, and maketh their knowledge foolish;

Why is my pain perpetual, and my wound incurable, which refuseth to be healed? wilt thou be altogether unto me as a liar, and as waters that fail?

A sword is upon the liars; and they shall dote: a sword is upon her mighty men; and they shall be dismayed.