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Isaiah 1:15

New American Bible - revised edition

When you spread out your hands, I will close my eyes to you; Though you pray the more, I will not listen. Your hands are full of blood!

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Solomon stood before the altar of the Lord in the presence of the whole assembly of Israel, and stretching forth his hands toward heaven,

After Solomon finished offering this entire prayer and petition to the Lord, he rose from before the altar of the Lord, where he had been kneeling, hands outstretched toward heaven.

Then, at the time of the evening sacrifice, I rose in my wretchedness, and with cloak and mantle torn I fell on my knees, stretching out my hands to the Lord, my God. A Penitential Prayer.

Terrors flood over him like water, at night the tempest carries him off.

But it is idle to say God does not hear or that the Almighty does not take notice.

Lift up your hands toward the sanctuary, and bless the Lord.

For the leader. On stringed instruments. A maskil of David.

Had I cherished evil in my heart, the Lord would not have heard.

Moses replied to him, “As soon as I leave the city I will extend my hands to the Lord; the thunder will cease, and there will be no more hail so that you may know that the earth belongs to the Lord.

Then they will call me, but I will not answer; they will seek me, but will not find me,

Haughty eyes, a lying tongue, hands that shed innocent blood,

When the Lord washes away the filth of the daughters of Zion, And purges Jerusalem’s blood from her midst with a blast of judgment, a searing blast,

Truly with you God is hidden, the God of Israel, the savior!

See, you fast only to quarrel and fight and to strike with a wicked fist! Do not fast as you do today to make your voice heard on high!

Is it not sharing your bread with the hungry, bringing the afflicted and the homeless into your house; Clothing the naked when you see them, and not turning your back on your own flesh?

Yet, Lord, you are our father; we are the clay and you our potter: we are all the work of your hand.

I will trust in the Lord, who is hiding his face from the house of Jacob; yes, I will wait for him.

Therefore, thus says the Lord: See, I am bringing upon them a disaster they cannot escape. Though they cry out to me, I will not listen to them.

If they fast, I will not listen to their supplication. If they sacrifice burnt offerings or grain offerings, I will take no pleasure in them. Rather, I will destroy them with the sword, famine, and plague.

Yes, I hear the cry, like that of a woman in labor, like the anguish of a mother bearing her first child— The cry of daughter Zion gasping, as she stretches out her hands: “Ah, woe is me! I sink exhausted before my killers!”

You have slain many in this city, filled its streets with the slain.

Son of man, these men keep the memory of their idols alive in their hearts, setting the stumbling block of their sin before them. Should I allow myself to be consulted by them?

The nations shall know that the house of Israel went into exile because of its sins. Because they betrayed me, I hid my face from them, handing them over to their foes, so they all fell by the sword.

With their flocks and herds they will go to seek the Lord, but will not find him; he has withdrawn from them.

When they cry to the Lord, he will not answer them; He will hide his face from them at that time, because of the evil they have done.

Just as when I called out and they did not listen, so they will call out and I will not listen, says the Lord of hosts.

“Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, you hypocrites. You lock the kingdom of heaven before human beings. You do not enter yourselves, nor do you allow entrance to those trying to enter. [

In praying, do not babble like the pagans, who think that they will be heard because of their many words.

We know that God does not listen to sinners, but if one is devout and does his will, he listens to him.

It is my wish, then, that in every place the men should pray, lifting up holy hands, without anger or argument.




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