Isaiah 1:12-18

¹²When ye come to appear before me, Who hath required this at your hand, to tread my courts?

¹³Bring no more vain oblations; incense is an abomination unto me; The new moons and sabbaths, the calling of assemblies, I cannot away with; It is iniquity, even the solemn meeting.

¹⁴Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth: They are a trouble unto me; I am weary to bear them.

¹⁵And 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.

¹⁶Wash ye, make you clean; put away the evil of your doings from before mine eyes;

¹⁷Cease to do evil; learn to do well; Seek judgment, relieve the oppressed, Judge the fatherless, plead for the widow.

¹⁸Come 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.