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13 Bring no more vain offerings.
    Incense is an abomination to me.
    New moons, Sabbaths, and convocations:
    I can’t stand evil assemblies.
14 My soul hates your New Moons and your appointed feasts.
    They are a burden to me.
    I am weary of bearing them.
15 When you spread out 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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