Isaiah 1:14
“Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth: they are a trouble unto me; I am weary to bear them.”
When ye come to appear before me, who hath required this at your hand, to tread my courts?
Bring no more vain oblations; incense is an abomination unto me; the new moons and sabbaths, the calling of assemblies, I cannot away with; it is iniquity, even the solemn meeting.
Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth: they are a trouble unto me; I am weary to bear them.
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.
Wash you, make you clean; put away the evil of your doings from before mine eyes; cease to do evil;
Cross-References
“I hate, I despise your feast days, and I will not smell in your solemn assemblies.”
“Thou hast bought me no sweet cane with money, neither hast thou filled me with the fat of thy sacrifices: but thou hast made me to serve with thy sins, thou hast wearied me with thine iniquities.”
“Three shepherds also I cut off in one month; and my soul lothed them, and their soul also abhorred me.”
“Behold, I am pressed under you, as a cart is pressed that is full of sheaves.”
“Woe to Ariel, to Ariel, the city where David dwelt! add ye year to year; let them kill sacrifices.”