But as for thy dead men and ours, that be departed, they are in life and resurrection. They lie in the earth, they wake, and have joy: for thy dew is a dew of life and light. But the place of the malicious Tyrants is fallen away.

What? Think you this house that beareth my name, is a den of thieves? And these things are not done privily, but before mine eyes, sayeth the LORD.

I will make Jerusalem also a heap of stones, and a den of venomous worms. And I will make the cities of Judah so waste, that no man shall dwell therein."

O Ephraim, what shall I do unto thee? O Judah, how shall I entreat thee? Seeing your love is like a morning cloud, and like a dew that goeth early away.

And said to them, "It is written, 'My house shall be called the house of prayer, but ye have made it a den of thieves.'"

And he taught, saying unto them, "Is it not written, how that my house shall be called 'The house of prayer unto all nations?' But ye have made it a den of thieves."

saying unto them, "It is written, 'My house is the house of prayer.' But ye have made it a den of thieves."