 The temple lyrics ( Webber andrew lloyd )   
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 Rate The Temple
Artist : Webber andrew lloyd
Song : The temple
(Moneylenders and Merchants) Roll on up -- for my
price is down Come on in -- for the best in town
Take your pick of the finest wine Lay your bets
on this bird of mine Name your price I got
everything Come and buy it's all going fast
Borrow cash on the finest terms Hurry now while
stocks still last (Jesus) My temple should be a
house of prayer But you have made it a den of
thieves Get up, get out My time Is almost through
Little left to do After all I've tried for three
years Seems like thirty Seems like thirty (Crowd)
See my eyes I can hardly see See me stand I can
hardly walk I believe you can make me whole See
my tongue I can hardly talk See my skin I'm a
mass of blood See my legs I can hardly stand I
believe you can make me well See my purse I'm a
poor, poor man Will you touch, will you mend me
Christ? Won't you touch, will you heal me Christ?
Will you kiss, you can heal me Christ Won't you
kiss, won't you pay me Christ? (Jesus) Oh,
there's too many of you, don't push me Oh,
there's too little of me, don't crowd me Heal
yourselves!
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