12
When ye come to appear before me, who has required this at your hand, to tread my courts?
13
Bring no more vain oblations; the incense is an abomination unto me; the new moons and sabbaths, the calling of assemblies, I cannot stand them; iniquity and the solemn meeting.
14
Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hates: they are a trouble unto me; I am weary to bear
them.
15
And when ye spread forth your hands, I will hide my eyes from you; likewise, when ye make many prayers, I will not hear; your hands are full of blood.
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Wash yourselves, make yourselves clean; put away the evil of your doings from before my eyes; cease to do evil;