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13 Bring no more vain oblations; incense is an abomination unto Me. The new moons and Sabbaths, the calling of assemblies, I cannot endure. It is iniquity, even the solemn meeting.

14 Your new moons and your appointed feasts My soul hateth; they are a trouble unto Me, I am weary of bearing them.

15 And when ye spread forth your hands, I will hide Mine eyes from you; yea, when ye make many prayers, I will not hear; your hands are full of blood.

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13 Stop bringing meaningless offerings!(A)
    Your incense(B) is detestable(C) to me.
New Moons,(D) Sabbaths and convocations(E)
    I cannot bear your worthless assemblies.
14 Your New Moon(F) feasts and your appointed festivals(G)
    I hate with all my being.(H)
They have become a burden to me;(I)
    I am weary(J) of bearing them.
15 When you spread out your hands(K) in prayer,
    I hide(L) my eyes from you;
even when you offer many prayers,
    I am not listening.(M)

Your hands(N) are full of blood!(O)

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