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14 Deep in my soul I hate your new moons and your appointed feasts.
    They have become a burden to me.
    I am tired of putting up with them.
15     When you spread out your hands, I will hide my eyes from you.
    Indeed, even though you make many prayers, I will not hear.
    Your hands are full of blood.
16     Wash yourselves. Purify yourselves.
    Remove your evil deeds from my sight.
    Stop doing evil.

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