¹⁴ Your new moons and your regular feasts are a grief to my soul: they are a weight in my spirit; I am crushed under them.

²⁴ You have not got me sweet-smelling plants with your money, or given me pleasure with the fat of your offerings: but you have made me a servant to your sins, and you have made me tired with your evil doings.

²¹ Your feasts are disgusting to me, I will have nothing to do with them; I will take no delight in your holy meetings.

¹³ And he said, Give ear now, O family of David: is it not enough that you are driving men to disgust? will you do the same to my God?

¹ Ho! Ariel, Ariel, the town against which David made war; put year to year, let the feasts come round:

⁸ For I, the Lord, take pleasure in upright judging; I will not put up with the violent taking away of right; and I will certainly give them their reward, and I will make an eternal agreement with them.

¹³ See, I am crushing you down, as one is crushed under a cart full of grain.

⁸ And in one month I put an end to the three keepers of the flock; for my soul was tired of them, and their souls were disgusted with me.

¹⁷ You have made the Lord tired with your words. And still you say, How have we made him tired? By your saying, Everyone who does evil is good in the eyes of the Lord, and he has delight in them; or, Where is God the judge?