Just at the time when the feast was near
Jesus went up to the house of prayer
Merchants and traders just sitting there
A whip out of cords came and drove them out
Sometimes He uses the common things
Sometimes our loved ones--the scourges' strings
Sometimes His coming confusion brings
Purging the ones who would seek Him out
Life's own purpose is to build
Cleansing earthly things that fill
Saying, take these out of My Father's house
If My anger should burn, and the tables overturn
Know My zeal for His house does consume
If Earth's armies deploy and this temple destroy
In three days I will raise it from its grave
Death lays its claim to the damage done
Life comes proclaiming the victory won
Touring its house was God's only Son
None of death's forces could hold Him down
Life's own purpose is to build
Spreading, all the Earth to fill
Making many sons for His Father's house
If My anger should burn, and the tables overturn
Know My zeal for His house does consume
If Earth's armies deploy and this temple destroy
In three days I will raise it from its grave
If My anger should burn, and the tables overturn
Know My zeal for His house does consume
If Earth's armies deploy and this temple destroy
In three days I will raise it from its grave