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The vision of Isaiah son of Amoz, which he saw concerning Judah and Jerusalem in the days of Uzziah, Jotham, Ahaz, and Hezekiah, kings of Judah.(A)

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This is the vision that Isaiah (son of Amoz) saw and what he prophesied about Judah and Jerusalem during the reigns of Uzziah, Jotham, Ahaz, and Hezekiah in Judah:

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10 Hear the word of the Lord,
    you rulers of Sodom!
Listen to the teaching of our God,
    you people of Gomorrah!(A)
11 What to me is the multitude of your sacrifices?
    says the Lord;
I have had enough of burnt offerings of rams
    and the fat of fed beasts;
I do not delight in the blood of bulls
    or of lambs or of goats.(B)

12 When you come to appear before me,[a]
    who asked this from your hand?
    Trample my courts no more!(C)
13 Bringing offerings is futile;
    incense is an abomination to me.
New moon and Sabbath and calling of convocation—
    I cannot endure solemn assemblies with iniquity.(D)
14 Your new moons and your appointed festivals
    my soul hates;
they have become a burden to me;
    I am weary of bearing them.(E)
15 When you stretch out your hands,
    I will hide my eyes from you;
even though you make many prayers,
    I will not listen;
    your hands are full of blood.(F)

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  1. 1.12 Or see my face

10 Listen to the word of the Eternal One,
    you rulers of Sodom!
Attend to God’s instructions,
    citizens of Gomorrah!

11 Eternal One: What do I care for all of your slaughter-gifts?
        I have had enough of your burnt offerings.
    I’m not interested in any more ram meat or fat from your well-fed cattle.
        The blood of bulls, lambs, or goats does not please Me.
12     When you come into My presence,
        who told you to trample down the courtyard of My temple bringing all of this?
13     Just stop giving Me worthless offerings;
        your incense reeks and offends Me!
    Your feasts and fasts, your new moons and Sabbaths—
        I cannot stand any more of your wicked gatherings.
14     Likewise, I deplore your holidays,
        those calendar days marked specially for Me;
    They weigh Me down.
        I am sick and tired of them!
15     When you summon Me with your hands in the air, I will ignore you.
        Even when you pray your whole litany, I won’t be listening
    Because your hands are full of blood and violence.

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