Breaking Down

All along, I have felt it in my bones
That all the seeds I have sown
Have fallen on your heart of stone

And in the yard, at the tables where you charge
My Father's house has been robbed
You line your pockets and it breaks my heart

Breaking down
Oh breaking down
This holy ground is not yours
And all the stones along the walls
Will surely fall to the floor

Tell the priests, they now serve the god of greed
Live in a den of thieves
And all the nations still turn to thee

With a cord, drive the beasts out the door
Clear the temple so the poor
May return to the house of the Lord

Breaking down
Oh breaking down
This holy ground is not yours
And all the stones along the walls
Will surely fall to the floor

I don't want your dimes
Your bulls or your shrines
Only a heart like Mine will do

Breaking down
This holy ground is not yours
And all the stones along the walls
Will surely fall to the floor

Breaking down
Oh breaking down
This holy ground is not yours
And all the stones along the walls
Will surely fall to the floor



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Swafford
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