Who is there, even among you, that will shut the doors, so as not to set light to mine altar, for nothing? I can take no pleasure in you, saith Yahweh of hosts, and, your present, can I not accept at your hand.

For, from the rising of the sun, even unto the going in thereof, great is my Name among the nations, and, in every place, incense, is offered to my Name, and a pure present, - for great is my Name among the nations, saith Yahweh of hosts.

And ye have said, Lo! what a weariness! And ye have snuffed at Me, saith Yahweh of hosts, and have brought in the torn and the lame and the sick, thus have ye brought the present, - Could I accept it at your hand? saith Yahweh.

May Yahweh, cut off, from the man that doeth it - him that crieth out and him that answereth, out of the tents of Jacob, - him also that bringeth near a present to Yahweh of hosts.