ECB(i)
12 When you come to be seen at my face, who beseeches this at your hand - to trample my courts?
13 Add no more vain offerings; incense is an abhorrence to me; the new moons and shabbaths, the calling of convocations, I cannot; it is mischief: and the private assembly.
14 Your new moons and your seasons my soul hates: they are a burden to me; I weary to bear them.
15 And in spreading your palms, I conceal my eyes from you: yes, your abounding prayers I hear not: your hands are filled with blood.
16 Baptize yourself; purify yourself; turn aside the evil of your exploitations from in front of my eyes: cease to vilify;
17 learn to well-please; seek judgment; blithe the oppressed; judge the orphan; plead for the widow.
18 Come, I beseech, and we reason, says Yah Veh: though your sins be as scarlet, they whiten as snow; though they be reddened like crimson, they be as wool.
19 If you so will and hearken, you eat the good of the land:
20 and if you refuse and rebel, you are consumed with the sword: for the mouth of Yah Veh words.