13
Bring no more vain offerings. Incense is an abomination to me; New moons, Sabbaths, and convocations: I can`t bear with evil assemblies.
14
My soul hates your New Moons and your appointed feasts; they are a trouble to me; I am weary of bearing them.
15
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.