The court of the Gentiles looked more like a stable
Than it did a holy place
They were sellin' their wares, cheatin' one another
Made a mockery out of His grace
But Jesus made a whip in His holy anger
His 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 struggled 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 now gone
But still, they remember His face
The power that came every time He spoke
There was nothin' to do 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"

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
Know if you've been there
They will know, they will know
Know if you've been there
They will know, they will know
Know if you've been there