Isaiah 1:7-12

⁷Your country is desolate, Your cities are burnt with fire: Your land, strangers devour it in your presence, And it is desolate, as overthrown by strangers.

⁸And the daughter of Zion is left as a cottage in a vineyard, As a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, As a besieged city.

⁹Except the Lord of hosts had left unto us a very small remnant, We should have been as Sodom, And we should have been like unto Gomorrah.

¹⁰Hear the word of the Lord, ye rulers of Sodom; Give ear unto the law of our God, ye people of Gomorrah.

¹¹To what purpose is the multitude of your sacrifices unto me? saith the Lord: I am full of the burnt offerings of rams, and the fat of fed beasts; And I delight not in the blood of bullocks, or of lambs, or of he goats.

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