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12-13 Who wants your sacrifices when you have no sorrow for your sins? The incense you bring me is a stench in my nostrils. Your holy celebrations of the new moon and the Sabbath, and your special days for fasting—even your most pious meetings—all are frauds! I want nothing more to do with them. 14 I hate them all; I can’t stand the sight of them.

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12 When you come to appear before me,
    who has asked this of you,(A)
    this trampling of my courts?
13 Stop bringing meaningless offerings!(B)
    Your incense(C) is detestable(D) to me.
New Moons,(E) Sabbaths and convocations(F)
    I cannot bear your worthless assemblies.
14 Your New Moon(G) feasts and your appointed festivals(H)
    I hate with all my being.(I)
They have become a burden to me;(J)
    I am weary(K) of bearing them.

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