Isaiah 1:12-15

LEB(i) 12 When you come to appear before me, who asked for this from your hand: you trampling my courts? 13 You must not continue* to bring offerings* of futility, incense—it is an abomination to me; new moon and Sabbath, the calling of a convocation— I cannot endure iniquity with solemn assembly. 14 Your new moons and your appointed festivals my soul hates; they have become to me like a burden, I am not able to bear them. 15 And when you stretch out your hands, I will hide my eyes from you; even though you make many prayers,* I will not be listening. Your hands are full of blood.