20 Is not the day of Jehovah darkness and not light, Even thick darkness that hath no brightness?
21 I have hated -- I have loathed your festivals, And I am not refreshed by your restraints.
22 For though ye cause burnt-offerings and your presents to ascend to Me, I am not pleased, And the peace-offering of your fatlings I behold not.
23 Turn aside from Me the noise of thy songs, Yea, the praise of thy psaltery I hear not.
24 And roll on as waters doth judgment, And righteousness as a perennial stream.
25 Sacrifices and offering did ye bring nigh to Me, In a wilderness forty years, O house of Israel?
26 And ye bare Succoth your king, and Chiun your images, The star of your god, that ye made for yourselves.
