House of Prayer

Those who keep my Sabbath

And fear my holy law

And look for my compassion

Through the mist

Will find a Temple waiting

And peace and calm inside

And praise and meditation

Heaven-kissed.

The eunuch begets children

As he multiplies Good News.

The stranger finds

A welcome from the fray.

And “Israel” grows

In leaps and bounds

As Gentiles come on board.

They too have privileged

Quarters here to pray.

But Jesus comes this morning

And finds the hucksters’ game

At every stall and seat

That meets His view.

And eager pilgrims

Victimized

As shepherds fleece the flock.

He drives them forth.

His cries and whips subdue.

Isaiah 56

Mark 11: 15-17

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