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And note that Ezechias had asked what sign should be given him, in proof that he would set foot in the Lord’s house again.✻ (Isaiah 38, 22)
Ezechias was delighted at the coming of these envoys, and shewed them his scented treasure-house,✻ with its silver and gold and spices and rich ointments; the rooms where his ornaments were kept; all the wealth of his store-house. There was nothing in palace or domain but he showed it to them. (Isaiah 39, 2)
Behold, a time is coming when all that is in thy house, all the treasures which thy fathers have amassed there in times past, will be taken away to Babylon; nothing shall be left of it, the Lord says. (Isaiah 39, 6)
A victim? Yet he himself bows to the stroke;✻ no word comes from him. Sheep led away to the slaughter-house, lamb that stands dumb while it is shorn; no word from him. (Isaiah 53, 7)
A place he shall have in this house, within these walls of mine a memorial; son nor daughter his name could so perpetuate; such a memorial I will grant him as time shall never efface. (Isaiah 56, 5)
Free of the mountain that is my sanctuary, welcome guests in the house where men pray to me, not vainly to my altar they shall bring burnt-offering and sacrifice. Claimed my house shall be, for a house of prayer, by all the nations.✻ (Isaiah 56, 7)
Share thy bread with the hungry, give the poor and the vagrant a welcome to thy house; meet thou the naked, clothe him; from thy own flesh and blood turn not away. (Isaiah 58, 7)
Given over to the flames, the house that was our sanctuary and our pride, the house in which our fathers praised thee; all that we loved lies in ruins; (Isaiah 64, 11)
And out of all nations they shall bring your brethren back, an offering to the Lord, with horse and chariot, with litter and mule and waggon, to Jerusalem, the Lord says, to this mountain, my sanctuary. A bloodless offering this, for the sons of Israel to bring, in its sanctified vessel, to the Lord’s house! (Isaiah 66, 20)
Cries of anguish I hear, as from a woman in the throes of travail; it is queen Sion, gasping out her life, and crying with hands outspread, Woe is me, I swoon away, here in the slaughter-house! (Jeremiah 4, 31)
if only you can come and stand in my presence, here in this house, the shrine of my name, and tell yourselves you have made amends for all these your detestable doings! (Jeremiah 7, 10)
What, does this house, the shrine of such a name, count for no more than a den of thieves, in eyes like yours? Think you, the Lord says, that eternal God has no eyes to see it?✻ (Jeremiah 7, 11)
