11 Why to Me the abundance of your sacrifices? saith Jehovah, I have been satiated with burnt-offerings of rams, And fat of fatlings; And blood of bullocks, and lambs, And he-goats I have not desired.

12 When ye come in to appear before Me, Who hath required this of your hand, To trample My courts?

13 Add not to bring in a vain present, Incense -- an abomination it is to Me, New moon, and sabbath, calling of convocation! Rendure not iniquity -- and a restraint!

14 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.

15 And in your spreading forth your hands, I hide mine eyes from you, Also when ye increase prayer, I do not hear, Your hands of blood have been full.

Isaiah 1:11-15, Young's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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