I am doing something new; it's springing up - can't you see it? I am making a road in the desert, rivers in the wasteland.
The wild animals will honor me, the jackals and the ostriches; because I put water in the desert, rivers in the wasteland, for my chosen people to drink,
the people I formed for myself, so that they would proclaim my praise.
But you haven't called on me, Ya'akov; because you have grown weary of me, Isra'el.
You have not brought me sheep for your burnt offerings, you have not honored me with your sacrifices. I didn't burden you by requiring grain offerings. or weary you by demanding frankincense.
You have not spent money to buy me sweet cane or filled me with the fat of your sacrifices. Instead, you have burdened me with your sins and wearied me with your crimes.
I, yes I, am the one who blots out your offenses for my own sake; I will not remember your sins.
Remind me when we're in court together - tell your side, make the case that you are right.
Your first father sinned, and your spokesmen rebelled against me.
Therefore I repudiated the officials of the sanctuary, delivered Ya'akov to the curse of destruction, and subjected Isra'el to scorn.