14 Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hates: they are a trouble unto me; I am weary to bear them.
15 And when ye spread forth your hands, I will hide my eyes from you; likewise, when ye make many prayers, I will not hear; your hands are full of blood.
16 Wash yourselves, make yourselves clean; put away the evil of your doings from before my eyes; cease to do evil;
17 learn to do good; seek judgment; restore unto the oppressed; hear the fatherless in right judgment; protect the widow.
18 Then come, shall the Lord say, and we shall be even; if your sins were as scarlet, they shall be made as white as snow; if they were red like crimson, they shall become as wool.
19 If ye are willing and hearken, ye shall eat the good of the land;
20 But if ye refuse and rebel, ye shall be devoured with the sword; for the mouth of the Lord has spoken it.