'Do no trust in lying words, saying, the temple of the Lord, the temple of the Lord, the temple of the Lord, are these.'
Open your eyes, circumsize your ears or you will run amiss
The Lord summoned His Spirit to call
Those elected, each one a brick in the wall
The Chief Cornerstone has already been laid
Whose kingdom is everlasting, it will never fade
A glorious temple, each piece chosen and sealed
Those who listened to instruction, were readily filled
The Church, dressed in fine white linen, what a beautiful Bride
Who awaits the Groom, wanting so desperately to be by His side
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