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Jeremiah 7 (disloyalty and faith ) - Mc Tuffao

"Temple of the Lord… Temple of the Lord…" They come in suits, dressed for the shrine, Incense in the air, but their hearts align with crime. Fake reverence, rehearsed speech, While the orphan weeps alone out on the street. Facade of faith, a golden disguise, The same hands that pray are the ones that take lives. They sing "Glory!" but they sell the truth, Injustice is the liturgy of this city's booth. (Chorus) Jeremiah 7 echoes in the streets: Hollow worship, polished, bittersweet. God ain’t impressed by rituals and show, Only righteous living makes His glory grow. You can have a temple made of gold and stone, If the heart’s an idol, then the house is overthrown. Ain’t no saint inside this dirty game, Cursed is he who trusts in man—I swear it in His name.