14Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth: they are a trouble to me; I am weary to bear them.
14Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth: they are a trouble to me; I am weary to bear them.
11 To what purpose is the multitude of your sacrifices to me? saith the LORD: I am full of the burnt-offerings of rams, and the fat of fed beasts; and I delight not in the blood of bullocks, or of lambs, or of he-goats.
12 When ye come to appear before me, who hath required this at your hand, to tread my courts?
13 Bring no more vain oblations; incense is an abomination to 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 to me; I am weary to bear them.
15 And when ye spread forth your hands, I will hide my eyes from you: yes, when ye make many prayers, I will not hear: your hands are full of blood.
16 Wash ye, make yourselves clean; put away the evil of your doings from before my eyes; cease to do evil;
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 Moon festivals and your appointed feasts my soul hates. They have become a burden to me; I am weary of bearing 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.
1:14My 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.