13 Bring no more vain offerings.

Incense is an abomination to me.

New moons, Sabbaths, and convocations—

I can’t stand evil assemblies.

14 My soul hates your New Moons and your appointed feasts.

They are a burden to me.

I am weary of bearing them.

15 When you spread out your hands, I will hide my eyes from you.

Yes, when you make many prayers, I will not hear.

Your hands are full of blood.