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Bring no more futile sacrifices; Incense is an abomination to Me. The New Moons, the Sabbaths, and the calling of assemblies-- I cannot endure iniquity and the sacred meeting.
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Your New Moons and your appointed feasts My soul hates; They are a trouble to Me, I am weary of bearing them.
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When you spread out your hands, I will hide My eyes from you; Even though you make many prayers, I will not hear. Your hands are full of blood.
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"Wash yourselves, make yourselves clean; Put away the evil of your doings from before My eyes. Cease to do evil,
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Learn to do good; Seek justice, Rebuke the oppressor; Defend the fatherless, Plead for the widow.
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"Come now, and let us reason together," Says the Lord, "Though your sins are like scarlet, They shall be as white as snow; Though they are red like crimson, They shall be as wool.
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If you are willing and obedient, You shall eat the good of the land;
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But if you refuse and rebel, You shall be devoured by the sword"; For the mouth of the Lord has spoken.
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How the faithful city has become a harlot! It was full of justice; Righteousness lodged in it, But now murderers.
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Your silver has become dross, Your wine mixed with water.
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Your princes are rebellious, And companions of thieves; Everyone loves bribes, And follows after rewards. They do not defend the fatherless, Nor does the cause of the widow come before them.