New Moons, sabbaths, assemblies – I cannot endure festival and solemnity.ġ:14 Your New Moons and your pilgrimages I hate with all my soul. The blood of bulls and of goats revolts me.ġ:12 When you come to present yourselves before me, who asked you to trample over my courts?ġ:13 Bring me your worthless offerings no more, the smoke of them fills me with disgust. I am sick of holocausts of rams and the fat of calves. They have abandoned Yahweh, despised the Holy One of Israel, they have turned away from him.ġ:5 Where shall I strike you next, since you heap one betrayal on another? The whole head is sick, the whole heart grown faint ġ:6 from the sole of the foot to the head there is not a sound spot: wounds, bruises, open sores not dressed, not bandaged, not soothed with oil.ġ:7 Your land is desolate, your towns burnt down, your fields – strangers lay them waste before your eyes all is desolation, as after the fall of Sodom.ġ:8 The daughter of Zion is left like a shanty in a vineyard, like a shed in a melon patch, like a besieged city.ġ:9 Had Yahweh not left us a few survivors, we should be like Sodom, we should now be like Gomorrah.ġ:10 Hear the word of Yahweh, you rulers of Sodom listen to the command of our God, you people of Gomorrah.ġ:11 ‘What are your endless sacrifices to me? says Yahweh. 1:1 The vision of Isaiah son of Amoz concerning Judah and Jerusalem, which he saw in the reigns of Uzziah, Jotham, Ahaz and Hezekiah, kings of Judah.ġ:2 Listen, you heavens earth, attend for Yahweh is speaking, ‘I reared sons, I brought them up, but they have rebelled against me.ġ:3 The ox knows its owner and the ass its master’s crib, Israel knows nothing, my people understands nothing.’ġ:4 A sinful nation, a people weighed down with guilt, a breed of wrong-doers, perverted sons.
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