Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hates: they are a trouble to me; I am weary to bear them. Context Meaningless Offerings
10Hear the word of the LORD, you rulers of Sodom; give ear to the law of our God, you people of Gomorrah. 11To what purpose is the multitude of your sacrifices to me? said 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. 12When you come to appear before me, who has required this at your hand, to tread my courts? 13Bring no more vain oblations; incense is an abomination to me; the new moons and sabbaths, the calling of assemblies, I cannot away with; it is iniquity, even the solemn meeting. 14Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hates: they are a trouble to me; I am weary to bear them. 15And when you spread forth your hands, I will hide my eyes from you: yes, when you make many prayers, I will not hear: your hands are full of blood. 16Wash you, make you clean; put away the evil of your doings from before my eyes; cease to do evil; 17Learn to do well; seek judgment, relieve the oppressed, judge the fatherless, plead for the widow. 18Come now, and let us reason together, said the LORD: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool. 19If you be willing and obedient, you shall eat the good of the land: 20But if you refuse and rebel, you shall be devoured with the sword: for the mouth of the LORD has spoken it. Parallel Verses American Standard Version
Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth; they are a trouble unto me; I am weary of bearing them.
Douay-Rheims Bible
My soul hateth your new moons, and your solemnities: they are become troublesome to me, I am weary of bearing them.
Darby Bible Translation
Your new moons and your set feasts my soul hateth: they are a burden to me; I am wearied of bearing them.
King James Bible
Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth: they are a trouble unto me; I am weary to bear them.
Young's Literal Translation
Your new moons and your set seasons hath My soul hated, They have been upon me for a burden, I have been weary of bearing.
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