13 Bring no more vain oblations; It is an offering of abomination unto Me; New moon and sabbath, the holding of convocations-- I cannot endure iniquity along with the solemn assembly.

14 Your new moons and your appointed seasons My soul hateth; They are a burden unto Me; I am weary to bear them.

15 And when ye spread forth your hands, I will hide Mine eyes from you; Yea, when ye make many prayers, I will not hear; Your hands are full of blood.

16 Wash you, make you clean, Put away the evil of your doings From before Mine eyes, Cease to do evil;

17 Learn to do well; Seek justice, relieve the oppressed, Judge the fatherless, plead for the widow.

Isaiah 1:13-17, JPS Tanakh 1917. Public domain.
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