Isaiah

Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.

And grieve not the holy Spirit of God, whereby ye are sealed unto the day of redemption.

Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth: they are a trouble unto me; I am weary to bear them.

And he said, Hear ye now, O house of David; Is it a small thing for you to weary men, but will ye weary my God also?

And they that escape of you shall remember me among the nations whither they shall be carried captives, because I am broken with their whorish heart, which hath departed from me, and with their eyes, which go a whoring after their idols: and they shall lothe themselves for the evils which they have committed in all their abominations.