International Standard Version As for your New Moons and your appointed festivals, I abhor them. They've become a burden to me; I've grown weary of carrying that burden.
American Standard Version Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth; they are a trouble unto me; I am weary of bearing them.
Young's Literal Translation Your new moons and your set seasons hath My soul hated, They have been upon me for a burden, I have been weary of bearing.