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14 Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth; they are a [a]trouble unto me; I am weary 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. 16 Wash you, make you clean; put away the evil of your doings from before mine eyes; cease to do evil;

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  1. Isaiah 1:14 Or, cumbrance

14 Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth: they are a trouble unto me; I am weary to bear 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.

16 Wash you, make you clean; put away the evil of your doings from before mine eyes; cease to do evil;

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14 Your (A)new moons and your appointed feasts
    my soul hates;
they have become a burden to me;
    I am weary of bearing them.
15 When you (B)spread out your hands,
    I will hide my eyes from you;
(C)even though you make many prayers,
    I will not listen;
    (D)your hands are full of blood.
16 (E)Wash yourselves; make yourselves clean;
    remove the evil of your deeds from before my eyes;
(F)cease to do evil,

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