Remember not the events of the past, the things of long ago consider not; See, I am doing something new! Now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? In the wilderness I make a way, in the wasteland, rivers.
The people whom I formed for myself, that they might recount my praise.
Yet you did not call upon me, Jacob, for you grew weary of me, Israel. You did not buy me sweet cane, nor did you fill me with the fat of your sacrifices; Instead, you burdened me with your sins, wearied me with your crimes.
It is I, I, who wipe out, for my own sake, your offenses; your sins I remember no more.Isaiah 43:18-19, 21-22, 24-25