My - Temple - Love
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The love for my
temple made me drive
the traders out
of the temple
in Jerusalem.
Today I see not
only traders,
but prostitutes
and admirers of
all stupid thoughts,
and no one chases them away.
My son, my daughter, you should remember that you are the temple of God, and a temple is a house of prayer.
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