Isaiah 1:12-18

¹²When ye come to appear in my presence—who hath required this at your hand, to tread down my courts?

¹³Continue no more to bring an oblation of deceit; incense of abomination is it unto me: new moon and sabbath, the calling of assemblies—I cannot bear misdeed with festive gathering.

¹⁴Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth; they are become a burden unto me; I am weary to bear them,

¹⁵And when ye spread forth your hands, I will withdraw my eyes from you; yea, when ye make ever so many prayers, I will not hear: your hands are full of blood.

¹⁶Wash yourselves, make yourselves clean; put away the evil of your deeds from before my eyes; cease to do evil;

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

¹⁸Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins should be as scarlet, they shall become white as the snow; though they should be red like crimson, they shall become like wool.