Behold, I, even I, have seen it, saith the Lord.
WHAT unto me is the multitude of your sacrifices? saith the Lord:
I have had enough of the burnt-offering of rams, and the fat of fed beasts;
And I delight not in the blood of bullocks, or of lambs, or of he-goats.
When ye come to appear before me, who hath required this at your hand, to trample my courts?
Bring no more vain oblations; incense is an abomination unto me;
New moon and sabbath, the calling of assemblies, I cannot away with iniquity and the solemn meeting.
Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth;
They are a trouble unto me; I am weary of bearing them.
And when ye spread forth your hands, I will hide mine eyes from you;
Yea, when ye make many prayers, I will not hear:
Your hands are full of blood.
Wash you, make you clean; put away the evil of your doings from before mine eyes;
Cease to do evil; learn to do well; seek justice, relieve the oppressed,
Judge the fatherless, plead for the widow.
Come now, and let us reason together, saith 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.
SELECTION 29
THE GLORIOUS FUTURE
But now thus saith the Lord that created thee, Jacob, and created thee, O Jacob, and
he that formed thee, O Israel:
