“My soul hates your New Moons and your appointed feasts.They are a burden to me.I am weary of bearing them.”
Isaiah 1:14 (WEB)
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12When you come to appear before me,who has required this at your hand, to trample my courts? 13Bring no more vain offerings.Incense is an abomination to me.New moons, Sabbaths, and convocations — I can’t stand evil assemblies. 14My soul hates your New Moons and your appointed feasts.They are a burden to me.I am weary of bearing them. 15When you spread out your hands, I will hide my eyes from you.Yes, when you make many prayers, I will not hear.Your hands are full of blood. 16Wash yourselves. Make yourself clean.Put away the evil of your doings from before my eyes.Cease to do evil.