13 Bring no more vain oblations! Incense is an abomination unto me, -new moon and sabbath, the calling of convocations-wickedness and the solemn meeting I cannot bear.

14 Your new moons and your set feasts my soul hateth: they are a burden to me; I am wearied of bearing {them}.

15 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.