A Call to Repentance

Isaiah 1:12-18

When ye come to appeare before me, who required this of your hands to tread in my courts?

Bring no more oblations, in vaine: incense is an abomination vnto me: I can not suffer your newe moones, nor Sabbaths, nor solemne dayes (it is iniquitie) nor solemne assemblies.

My soule hateth your newe moones and your appointed feastes: they are a burden vnto me: I am weary to beare them.

And when you shall stretch out your hands, I wil hide mine eyes from you: and though ye make many prayers, I wil not heare: for your hands are full of blood.

Wash you, make you cleane: take away the euill of your workes from before mine eyes: cease to doe euill.

Learne to doe well: seeke iudgement, relieue the oppressed: iudge the fatherlesse and defend the widowe.

Come nowe, and let vs reason together, sayth the Lord: though your sinnes were as crimsin, they shalbe made white as snowe: though they were red like skarlet, they shalbe as wooll.

A Call to Repentance

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