Isaiah 1:17

My soul hates your New Moons and your appointed feasts.

They are a burden to me.

I am weary of bearing them.

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.

Wash yourselves. Make yourself clean.

Put away the evil of your doings from before my eyes.

Cease to do evil.

“Come now, and let’s reason together,” says the LORD:

“Though your sins are as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow.

Though they are red like crimson, they shall be as wool.

If you are willing and obedient,

you will eat the good of the land;

but if you refuse and rebel, you will be devoured with the sword;

for the LORD’s mouth has spoken it.”