Isaiah 1:12-15

Thomson(i) 12 nor should you come to appear before me: for who hath required these at your hands? You shall no more be admitted to tread my court. 13 Though you bring fine flour; it is a vain incense: it is an abomination to me. Your new moons and sabbaths and great day I cannot endure: 14 your fasting and cessation from labour; and your new moons and your festivals my soul hateth. You are become loathsome to me; I will no longer remit your sins. 15 When you stretch forth your hands, I will turn mine eyes from you: and though you multiply prayer, I will not hearken to you: for your hands are full of blood.