The court of the Gentiles looked more like a stable
Then it did a holy place
They were sellin their wares, cheating one another
Made a mockery out of His Grace
But Jesus made a whip in His holy angry
The power filled the air
He turned over tables and scattered their money
And said "it's a place of prayer"
They were bitter and angry as the struggles out
Wondering just what they had seen
Deep down inside them the worry and doubt
For some was about to end
For the weapon He used was a whip of Love
He made to set em free
With every blow on their backs of pride
Their eyes began to see
Then He lifted His hands and said
"My house will be a house of prayer
So that all of the nations and all of the people
Will know if you've been there"
The sting from the whip on their backs is gone now
But still they remember His face
The power that came every time He spoke
There was nothing to to but obey
Never had they seen such a Holy man
Who said he was the Son of God
The words He spoke like a sword of strength
Drove the wickedness out
He lifted His hands and said
"My house will be a house of prayer
So that all of the nations and all of the people
Will know if you've been there"
He lifted His hands and said
"My house will be a house of prayer
So that all of the nations and all of the people
Will know if you've been there"
Then He lifted His hands and said
"My house will be a house of prayer
So that all of the nations and all of the people
Will know if you've been there"
He lifted His hands and said
"My house will be a house of prayer
So that all of the nations and all of the people
Will know if you've been there"
They will know (they will know)
If you've been there
They will know (if you've been there)
They will know (if you've been there)