He rode the humble colt as Zechariah wrote
Entered the City, the Temple , His Temple
Threw out the stubborn rebels
Who trashed His Father’s house,
As if a common market place
Where unclean feet trampled along,
Coarse joking, vulgar laughs
Unclean people, unclean hands,
Treated His Temple as an unclean place.
Job was loved
A man after God’s own heart
Who saw with pure eyes,
Who wept over ancient father Adam
And Eve in their great loss,
Though powerful words, holy words were spoklen
And a way to truly live made known.
The trials of generations
Enoch who loved righteousness, and many others
The weight of their eternity
Noah and his family, all carried on Messiah’s shoulders that day,
And His Father’s House treated like that!
Place of prayer and communion for all nations
Spot where Abraham once stood with sacrificial love
Place of foreshadows, all to see,
Most holy words soon to be fulfilled,
New Covenant sacrifice soon to be revealed.
Money coins of silver were sent flying
Animals driven out
Treated as those men
Who one day will face their severe Judge
And their precise, specific eternal judgement.