Isaiah 1:3-13

³An ox hath known its owner, And an ass the crib of its master, Israel hath not known, My people hath not understood.

⁴Ah, sinning nation, a people heavy with iniquity, A seed of evil doers, sons — corrupters! They have forsaken Jehovah, They have despised the Holy One of Israel, They have gone away backward.

⁵Wherefore are ye stricken any more? Ye do add apostasy! Every head is become diseased, and every heart is sick.

⁶From the sole of the foot — unto the head, There is no soundness in it, Wound, and bruise, and fresh smiting! They have not been closed nor bound, Nor have they softened with ointment.

⁷Your land is a desolation, your cities burnt with fire, Your ground, before you strangers are consuming it, And a desolation as overthrown by strangers!

⁸And left hath been the daughter of Zion, As a booth in a vineyard, As a lodge in a place of cucumbers — as a city besieged.

⁹Unless Jehovah of Hosts had left to us a remnant, Shortly — as Sodom we had been, To Gomorrah we had been like!

¹⁰Hear the word of Jehovah, ye rulers of Sodom, Give ear to the law of our God, ye people of Gomorrah,

¹¹'Why to Me the abundance of your sacrifices? saith Jehovah, I have been satiated with burnt-offerings of rams, And fat of fatlings; And blood of bullocks, and lambs, And he-goats I have not desired.

¹²When ye come in to appear before Me, Who hath required this of your hand, To trample My courts?

¹³Add not to bring in a vain present, Incense — an abomination it is to Me, New moon, and sabbath, calling of convocation! Rendure not iniquity — and a restraint!