SinaiIsaiah 1:14
American Standard Version
Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth; they are a trouble unto me; I am weary of bearing them.
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Isaiah 1:14 in other translations
My soul hates your New Moons and your appointed feasts.
They are a burden to me.
I am weary of bearing them.
Isaiah 1:14 in context
- 12When ye come to appear before me, who hath required this at your hand, to trample my courts?
- 13Bring no more vain oblations; incense is an abomination unto me; new moon and sabbath, the calling of assemblies,—I cannot away with iniquity and the solemn meeting.
- 14Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth; they are a trouble unto me; I am weary of bearing them.
- 15And when ye spread forth your hands, I will hide mine eyes from you; yea, when ye make many prayers, I will not hear: your hands are full of blood.
- 16Wash you, make you clean; put away the evil of your doings from before mine eyes; cease to do evil;