Isaiah 1:14 BBE

¹²  At whose request do you come before me, making my house unclean with your feet?

¹³  Give me no more false offerings; the smoke of burning flesh is disgusting to me, so are your new moons and Sabbaths and your holy meetings.

¹⁴  Your new moons and your regular feasts are a grief to my soul: they are a weight in my spirit; I am crushed under them.

¹⁵  And when your hands are stretched out to me, my eyes will be turned away from you: even though you go on making prayers, I will not give ear: your hands are full of blood.

¹⁶  Be washed, make yourselves clean; put away the evil of your doings from before my eyes; let there be an end of sinning;