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11 What do I care about your unceasing sacrifices?
    says the Lord.
I am weary of burnt offerings of rams
    and the fat of well-fed animals.
I derive no delight in the blood
    of bulls and lambs and goats.
12 When you come into my presence,
    who has asked you to present such offerings?
    Never again trample my courts!
13 To bring me offerings is futile;
    I regard your incense as loathsome.
New moons and Sabbaths and sacred assemblies—
    I cannot tolerate your iniquity that accompanies them.
14 I loathe your new moons and your festivals;
    they have become a burden to me
    and I can no longer endure bearing them.
15 When you stretch out your hands,[a]
    I will turn away my eyes from you.
Even if you pray endlessly,
    I will not listen,
    for your hands are covered with blood.

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 1:15 Hands: the habitual manner of praying was to extend the hands with the palms open upwards.