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What are the multitude of your sacrifices to me?, says Yahweh. I have had enough of the burnt offerings of rams, And the fat of fed animals. I don`t delight in the blood of bulls, Or of lambs, Or of male goats.
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When you come to appear before me, Who has required this at your hand, to trample my courts?
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Bring no more vain offerings. Incense is an abomination to me; New moons, Sabbaths, and convocations: I can`t bear with evil assemblies.
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My soul hates your New Moons and your appointed feasts; they are a trouble to me; I am weary of bearing them.
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When you spread forth your hands, I will hide my eyes from you; yes, when you make many prayers, I will not hear: your hands are full of blood.
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Wash you, make you clean; put away the evil of your doings from before my eyes; cease to do evil;
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learn to do well; seek justice, relieve the oppressed, judge the fatherless, plead for the widow.
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Come now, and let us reason together, says Yahweh: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.