14Your New Moon festivals and your appointed feasts my soul hates. They have become a burden to me; I am weary of bearing them.
14Your New Moon festivals and your appointed feasts my soul hates. They have become a burden to me; I am weary of bearing them.
11 "The multitude of your sacrifices- what are they to me?" says the Lord . "I have more than enough of burnt offerings, of rams and the fat of fattened animals; I have no pleasure in the blood of bulls and lambs and goats.
12 When you come to appear before me, who has asked this of you, this trampling of my courts?
13 Stop bringing meaningless offerings! Your incense is detestable to me. New Moons, Sabbaths and convocations- I cannot bear your evil assemblies.
14 Your New Moon festivals and your appointed feasts my soul hates. They have become a burden to me; I am weary of bearing them.
15 When you spread out your hands in prayer, I will hide my eyes from you; even if you offer many prayers, I will not listen. Your hands are full of blood;
16 wash and make yourselves clean. Take your evil deeds out of my sight! Stop doing wrong,
1:14Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth: they are a trouble unto me; I am weary to bear [them. ]
1:14Your new moons and your set feasts my soul hateth: they are a burden to me; I am wearied of bearing them.
1:14My soul hateth your new moons, and your solemnities: they are become troublesome to me, I am weary of bearing them.
1:14Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth; they are a trouble unto me; I am weary of bearing them.
1:14Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth: they are a trouble unto me; I am weary to bear them.
1:14Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth: they are a trouble to me; I am weary to bear them.
1:14My soul hates your New Moons and your appointed feasts. They are a burden to me. I am weary of bearing them.
1:14Your new moons and your set seasons hath My soul hated, They have been upon me for a burden, I have been weary of bearing.
1:14Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hates: they are a trouble to me; I am weary to bear them.