Make me a house of prayer 
where faith, and hope are abiding there

Lord cause my eyes to see
answers of faith, and victory
Cleansing me of all that brings false security

Come Lord make me a house of prayer
Where truth and honesty are abiding there

Come Lord make my house your home
Jesus enter there to sit on your throne

Come to the outer chambers, and porches 
Drive out all the with shame scorches

There your presence will live a fragrance sweet 
Turn over the tables of wealth and greed

Cleanse the temple with heavens speed
Remove all that is displeasing to you
until my life is a temple of purity true

Teach me not to erect tables of greed
where other have erred and the Spirit they grieved

I called you to a hope so true
I send to you heavenly joy anew

O’ My children if you will hear
Come and listen I will draw near

With clothes and shelter be content
You shall never if you heed 
be caught in the net of riches and greed

Do not follow greedy ways, let my Spirit dwell in you 
Let your house of prayer be honest and true

Then those who are blind and lame 
Will come to you in Jesus name

There in your house of prayer 
my healing spirit will abide in you 
To heal and give you a heart so new

Lord make me a house of prayer
Let love, faith, and honesty abide there

Soft Petals of Poetry by Ruthie, 2001 ®©