When Your Hands are full of Blood

Isaiah 1:12-17

[12] When you come to appear before me,

    who has asked this of you,

    this trampling of my courts?

[13] Stop bringing meaningless offerings!

    Your incense is detestable to me.

New Moons, Sabbaths and convocations—

    I cannot bear your worthless assemblies.

[14] Your New Moon feasts and your appointed festivals

    I hate with all my being.

They have become a burden to me;

    I am weary of bearing them.

[15] When you spread out your hands in prayer,

    I hide my eyes from you;

even when you offer many prayers,

    I am not listening.

Your hands are full of blood!

[16] Wash and make yourselves clean.

    Take your evil deeds out of my sight;

    stop doing wrong.

[17] Learn to do right; seek justice.

    Defend the oppressed.

Take up the cause of the fatherless;

    plead the case of the widow.

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Keep the Faith. Best regards,

Bro. Rontabs, N.D.S.M.D.