Is this not the fast which I choose? To loose the bonds of iniquity, to untie the straps of the yoke, to let free the oppressed, and to break every yoke? Is it not to share your food with the hungry, to bring the homeless poor into your house, to cover the naked when you see them, and not hide yourself from your own kinsmen?

Is not this the fasting I chose, says the Lord, Loose all unjust binds, Part asunder the difficult ties of violent covenants. Send forth in release those who have been shattered, and Tear asunder all unjust contracts. Break your bread for those who hunger, and bring into your home the homeless beggar. If you see someone naked, cover him, and do not disdain the house of your seed.

Is this not rather the fast which I have chosen? Unloose bindings of ungodliness, dissolve suppressing bundles, free them who are broken, and break off every burden. Break your bread to the hungry and destitute, and bring the vagabond into your home. When you see the destitute, serve him and despise not your own flesh.