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"When you come to appear before Me, Who has required this from your hand, To trample My courts?
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Bring no more futile sacrifices; Incense is an abomination to Me. The New Moons, the Sabbaths, and the calling of assemblies-- I cannot endure iniquity and the sacred meeting.
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Your New Moons and your appointed feasts My soul hates; They are a trouble to Me, I am weary of bearing them.
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When you spread out your hands, I will hide My eyes from you; Even though you 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,