Isaiah 1:3-13

³The ox knoweth his owner, and the ass his master’s crib: but Israel hath not known me, and my people hath not understood.

⁴Woe to the sinful nation, a people laden with iniquity, a wicked seed, ungracious children: they have forsaken the Lord, they have blasphemed the Holy One of Israel, they are gone away backwards.

⁵For what shall I strike you any more, you that increase transgression? the whole head is sick, and the whole heart is sad.

⁶From the sole of the foot unto the top of the head, there is no soundness therein: wounds and bruises and swelling sores: they are not bound up, nor dressed, nor fomented with oil.

⁷Your land is desolate, your cities are burnt with fire: your country strangers devour before your face, and it shall be desolate as when wasted by enemies.

⁸And the daughter of Sion shall be left as a covert in a vineyard, and as a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, and as a city that is laid waste.

⁹Except the Lord of hosts had left us seed, we had been as Sodom, and we should have been like to Gomorrha.

¹⁰Hear the word of the Lord, ye rulers of Sodom, give ear to the law of our God, ye people of Gomorrha.

¹¹To what purpose do you offer me the multitude of your victims, saith the Lord? I am full, I desire not holocausts of rams, and fat of fatlings, and blood of calves, and lambs, and buck goats.

¹²When you came to appear before me, who required these things at your hands, that you should walk in my courts?

¹³Offer sacrifice no more in vain: incense is an abomination to me. The new moons, and the sabbaths, and other festivals I will not abide, your assemblies are wicked.