The people of Judah offered their sacrifices, yet gave clear evidence of their unbelief. Oh, how the Lord desired their cleansing!

Scripture: Isaiah 1:10-18

ESV Text: Isaiah 1:10-18


KJV Text:

(Alt. audio): Chapter: 1

     10 Hear the word of the LORD, ye rulers of Sodom; give ear unto the law of our God, ye people of Gomorrah. 11 To what purpose is the multitude of your sacrifices unto me? saith the LORD: I am full of the burnt offerings of rams, and the fat of fed beasts; and I delight not in the blood of bullocks, or of lambs, or of he goats. 12 When ye come to appear before me, who hath required this at your hand, to tread my courts? 13 Bring no more vain oblations; incense is an abomination unto me; the new moons and sabbaths, the calling of assemblies, I cannot away with; it is iniquity, even the solemn meeting. 14 Your new moons and your appointed feasts my soul hateth: they are a trouble unto me; I am weary to bear them. 15 And when ye spread forth your hands, I will hide mine eyes from you: yea, when ye make many prayers, I will not hear: your hands are full of blood.

     16 Wash you, make you clean; put away the evil of your doings from before mine eyes; cease to do evil; 17 Learn to do well; seek judgment, relieve the oppressed, judge the fatherless, plead for the widow. 18 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.(KJV)


Hymn: TLH 397:
O Love, Who Madest Me to Wear

Hymnary.org — Organ Audio

1. O Love, who madest me to wear 
The image of Thy Godhead here; 
Who soughtest me with tender care 
Thro’ all my wand’rings wild and drear,– 
O Love, I give myself to Thee, 
Thine ever, only Thine, to be. 

2. O Love, who ere life’s earliest dawn 
On me Thy choice hast gently laid; 
O Love, who here as man wast born 
And like to us in all things made,– 
O Love, I give myself to Thee, 
Thine ever, only Thine, to be. 

3. O Love, who once in time wast slain, 
Pierced thro’ and thro’ with bitter woe; 
O Love, who, wrestling thus, didst gain 
That we eternal joy might know,– 
O Love, I give myself to Thee, 
Thine ever, only Thine, to be. 

4. O Love, who thus hast bound me fast 
Beneath that easy yoke of Thine; 
Love, who hast conquered me at last, 
Enrapturing this heart of mine,– 
O Love, I give myself to Thee, 
Thine ever, only Thine, to be. 

5. O Love, who lovest me for aye, 
Who for my soul dost ever plead; 
O Love, who didst my ransom pay, 
Whose power sufficeth in my stead,– 
O Love, I give myself to Thee, 
Thine ever, only Thine, to be. 

6. O Love, who once shalt bid me rise 
From out this dying life of ours; 
O Love, who once above yon skies 
Shalt set me in the fadeless bowers,– 
O Love, I give myself to Thee, 
Thine ever, only Thine, to be. 


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