13. Bring no more vain offerings;incense is an abomination to me. New moon and Sabbath and the calling of convocations—I cannot endure iniquity and solemn assembly.
14. Your new moons and your appointed feastsmy soul hates;they have become a burden to me;I am weary of bearing them.
15. When you spread out your hands,I will hide my eyes from you; even though you make many prayers,I will not listen; your hands are full of blood.
16. Wash yourselves; make yourselves clean;remove the evil of your deeds from before my eyes; cease to do evil,