12When ye come to appeare before me, who required this of your hands to tread in my courts?
13Bring no more oblations, in vaine: incense is an abomination vnto me: I can not suffer your newe moones, nor Sabbaths, nor solemne dayes (it is iniquitie) nor solemne assemblies.
14My soule hateth your newe moones and your appointed feastes: they are a burden vnto me: I am weary to beare them.
15And when you shall stretch out your hands, I wil hide mine eyes from you: and though ye make many prayers, I wil not heare: for your hands are full of blood.
16Wash you, make you cleane: take away the euill of your workes from before mine eyes: cease to doe euill.