Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hates; they have become a burden to me; I am weary of bearing them.
“I hate, I despise your feasts, and I take no delight in your solemn assemblies.
You have not bought me sweet cane with money, or satisfied me with the fat of your sacrifices. But you have burdened me with your sins; you have wearied me with your iniquities.
“Behold, I will press you down in your place, as a cart full of sheaves presses down.
For I the Lord love justice; I hate robbery and wrong; I will faithfully give them their recompense, and I will make an everlasting covenant with them.
And he said, “Hear then, O house of David! Is it too little for you to weary men, that you weary my God also?
You have wearied the Lord with your words. But you say, “How have we wearied him?” By saying, “Everyone who does evil is good in the sight of the Lord, and he delights in them.” Or by asking, “Where is the God of justice?”
In one month I destroyed the three shepherds. But I became impatient with them, and they also detested me.
Ah, Ariel, Ariel, the city where David encamped! Add year to year; let the feasts run their round.
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