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.

18 Come now, and let us reason together, Saith the LORD; Though your sins be as scarlet, They shall be as white as snow; Though they be red like crimson, They shall be as wool.

Isaiah 1:15-18, JPS Tanakh 1917. Public domain.
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