Lord! cleanse thine inner temple, as of old
Thou didst thy holy place of traffic vile;
Of those who in its precincts bought and sold;
With sheep and oxen did thy courts defile.
Purge Thou the inner temple of the mind,
The heart itself of man, O Lord, make pure,
That he may Thee and thy true worship find,
Which through eternal ages shall endure.
Then will the offerings accepted be
Which he unto thy holy mount shall bear;
Fulfilled the word the prophet spake of Thee,
“My temple shall be called the House of Prayer”;
For every nation then shall hear thy Word,
And all the people know and serve the Lord.