As in Zaccheus, God in thee
See acts of justice, deeds of love.
Pure is the heart if God be there,
That shrine no second lord receives;
Christ suffers not His “house of prayer”
To be the shameful “den of thieves.”
Far from the temple that He loves
He drives base passions, selfish care,
With His own blood each stain removes,
Then comes and dwells for ever there!