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I've slowly been making my way through the books of Chronicle's. Current I am on the second book, and just finished Ch. 29 this morning. Before reading the chapter though I prayed for God to open my eyes to something in the book. "God this whole thing just doesn't make sense to me. I don't have any clue what this has to do with anything, or its importance in Your word, so please help me." The chapter told the Story of King Hezekiah gaining the throne and restoring the temple. Removing every detestable thing, and consecrating it for the Lord. As this happens, I remember what else it says in the bible about our bodies being the temple. Interesting. If indeed our bodies, our very souls, are indeed the church and the temple...Have we erected these detestable things within them? Idols? Burning incense to false gods? In other words, giving Gods worship to emptiness? Giving devotion reserved to God, to other sensations? I know I am guilty as charged. And so, in the spirit of King Hezekiah, remove all detestable things from the temple, and accept the slaughtered lamb of Christ's sacrifice.
You deserve more
Than my everlasting failure.
You are worth more
Than my falling eyes.
These roads I walk upon
Not in the ways of my fathers.
You are my ever present,
I am ever forgetting.
The shrines of idols
Forged and crafted within
Burning the incense
Scents of false prophets
The deeds of the wicked
Here within the temple of my soul
Remove every detestable thing
In Your eyes
Consecrate this temple for righteousness
Offer up the slaughtered lambs
Sprinkle the blood on the altar
Burn the incense
Of my fathers before me
Use this restoration
For the glory of Your majesty
You deserve more
Than my everlasting failure.
You are worth more
Than my falling eyes.
These roads I walk upon
Not in the ways of my fathers.
You are my ever present,
I am ever forgetting.
The shrines of idols
Forged and crafted within
Burning the incense
Scents of false prophets
The deeds of the wicked
Here within the temple of my soul
Remove every detestable thing
In Your eyes
Consecrate this temple for righteousness
Offer up the slaughtered lambs
Sprinkle the blood on the altar
Burn the incense
Of my fathers before me
Use this restoration
For the glory of Your majesty