Amos 5:23
Take thou away from me the multitude of thy songues, for I will not heare the melodie of thy violes.
Take thou away from me the multitude of thy songues, for I will not heare the melodie of thy violes.
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21I hate, I abhorre your feast dayes, and I will not smell in your solemne assemblies.
22Though ye offer me burnt offeringes, and meate offeringes, I will not accept them, neither will I regarde the peace offering of your fat beastes.
13Thus will I cause the sounde of thy songues to ceasse, and the noyse of thy harpes shall no more be hearde.
11Why offer ye so many sacrifices to me, wyll the Lorde say? I am full of the burnt offeringes of weathers, & of the fatnesse of fed beastes, I haue no pleasure in the blood of bullockes, lambes, and goates.
12When ye come to appeare before me treadyng in my courtes, who hath required this at your handes?
13Offer me no mo oblations, for it is but lost labour: incense is an abhominable thyng vnto me, I may not away with your newe moones, your sabbathes & solempne meetynges, your solempne assemblies are wicked.
14I hate your newe moones and appoynted feastes euen from my very heart, they make me weery, I can not abyde them.
15When you holde out your handes, I wyll turne myne eyes from you: and though ye make many prayers, yet I wyll heare nothyng at all, seyng your handes are full of blood.
12In their feastes are harpes and lutes, tabrettes and pipes, and wine: but they regarde not the worke of the Lord, and consider not the operatio of his handes.
12For though they fast, I wyll not heare their prayers, and though they offer burnt offeringes and sacrifices, yet wyll not I accept them: for I wyll destroy them with the sworde, hunger, and pestilence.
14Therfore pray not thou for this people, byd neither prayse nor prayer for them: for though they crye vnto me in their trouble, yet wil I not heare them.
24And let iudgement run downe as water, and righteousnesse as a mightie riuer.
19Heare thou earth also: behold, I wyll cause a plague to come vpon this people, euen the fruite of their owne imaginations, for that they haue not ben obedient vnto my wordes and to my lawe, but abhorred them.
20Wherefore bryng ye me incense from Saba, and sweete smelling calamus from farre countreys? your burnt offeringes displease me, and I reioyce not in your sacrifices.
16For thou desirest no sacrifice, els I would geue it thee: thou delightest not in a burnt offering.
16Therfore thou shalt not pray for this people, thou shalt neither geue thankes nor bid prayer for them: make thou no intercession for them, for in no wise will I heare thee.
5Syng psalmes vnto God playing vpon an harpe: vpon an harpe, and with the sounde of a psalterie.
5They sing to the sounde of the viole, they inuent to them selues instrumentes of musicke, like Dauid.
10The mirth and cheare is taken away out of the plentifull fielde, and in the vineyardes there shalbe no ioy nor gladnesse: The treader shall treade out no wine in their presses, the song of their mery cheare haue I layde downe.
10Take thy plague away from me: I am euen consumed by the meanes of thy heauy hande.
8The myrth of tabrettes is layde downe, the noyse of such as haue made mery is ceassed, the ioy at the harpe is at an ende.
11I wyll breake downe the cities of thy lande, and ouerthrowe all thy strong holdes.
12All witchcraftes wyll I roote out of thyne hande, there shall no mo soothsayinges be within thee.
13Thyne idols and thyne images wyll I destroy out of thee, so that thou shalt no more bowe thy selfe vnto the workes of thyne owne handes.
14Thy groues wyll I plucke vp by the rootes, and breake downe thy cities.
15And I wyll execute a vengeaunce in my wrath & indignation vpon the heathen, such as they haue not heard.
31My harpe is turned to mourning, and my organs into the voyce of them that weepe.
2Take heede vnto me, and heare me: I can not choose but mourne in my prayer, and make a noyse.
3Upon an instrument of ten strynges, and vpon the Lute: vpon the Harpe with a solemne sounde.
6O God my Lord, great are thy wonderous workes which thou hast done: & none can count in order thy benefites towarde vs, yf I woulde declare them and speake of them, they shoulde be mo then I am able to expresse.
8I wyll not reproue thee because of thy sacrifices, or for thy burnt offerynges: for that they be not alway before me.
9I wyll take no bullocke out of thy house: nor goates out of thy foldes.
23Thou gauest me not thy beastes for burnt offerings, neither diddest honour me with sacrifices: I haue not ben chargeable vnto thee in offeringes, neither greeuous in incense.
10Moreouer, I wyll take from them the voyce of gladnesse and solace, the voyce of the bridegrome and the bride, the noyse of the milstones, and the light of the cressets.
21I gaue thee warning whyle thou wast yet in prosperitie: but thou saidest, I wyll not heare: And this maner hast thou vsed from thy youth, that thou wouldest neuer heare my voyce.
2Take the psalterie: bryng hyther the tabret, the merie harpe, with the lute.
3Heare O ye kinges, hearken O ye princes: I, euen I will syng vnto the Lord, I will prayse the Lord God of Israel.
30I wyll destroy your hye places, and cut away your images, and cast your carkasses vpon ye bodyes of your idols, and my soule shall abhorre you.
31And I wyll make your cities desolate, and bring your sanctuarie vnto naught, and wyll not smell the sauour of your sweete odours.
3Take me not away with the vngodlye, and with the workers of iniquitie: whiche speake of peace to their neighbours, but mischiefe is in their heartes.
8Away from me all workers of iniquitie: for God hath hearde the voyce of my weeping.
14The Lorde also hath geuen a commaundement touching thee that, there shalbe no more offpring of thy name: from the house of thy God, I will cut of carued and molten image, I will make it thy graue, for thou art vile.
15Behold vpon the mountaynes the feete of him that bringeth good tidinges, that preacheth peace: kepe thy festiual dayes O Iuda, paye thy vowes: for the wicked tiraunt shal hereafter passe no more through thee, he is vtterly cut of.
32And lo, thou art vnto them as a testing song of one that hath a pleasaunt voyce, and can sing well: for they heare thy wordes, but do them not.
11Get you out of this way, depart out of this path, and turne the holy one of Israel from vs.
11Therefore, thus saith the Lorde: beholde, I will send a plague vpon them, whiche they shall not be able to escape: and they shall crye vnto me, and I wyl not heare them.
11Cast me not away from thy presence: and take not thy holy spirite from me.
5But they would not folowe nor hearken to turne from their wickednesse, & to do no more sacrifice vnto straunge gods.
12They beare with them tabrets and harpes, and reioyce in the sounde of the organs.
17For I wyll take away those names of Baal from her mouth, yea she shall neuer remember their names any more.