temple thoughts

your anger at with the money

changers in our temple is

is born out of passion for the joy of holiest

a word, your

words

I am a money changer 

I have robbed you of what you desire

of me: my leaving a dark, dark place

by having your word, your light

I choose my anger over yours

my words over yours

change me O Lord

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