[DO NOT SING] I thought a temple was somewhere I went. Then I read Paul. [Verse 1] Stone can make a building, Hands can raise a wall, But God can make a dwelling In the heart of one and all. Maybe holy isn't somewhere I have to drive to find. Maybe God is building something Deep inside this heart of mine. [Chorus] Maybe we're the temple. Maybe home is holy ground, When we feed and love and listen And God's Spirit can be found. Maybe every act of kindness Lets a little Heaven through. Maybe God's not building only walls— **Maybe He's building me and you.** [Verse 2] Let my table feed the hungry. Let my doorway welcome friends. Let forgiveness fill my home Where someone's broken heart can mend. Take the lessons from the altar Out beneath the open sun. If the temple taught me how to love— **Then let the loving now be done.** [Final Chorus] Maybe we're the temple. Maybe that's what this is for: Learn the covenant inside— **Then live it outside the door.** Let the Peacemaker dwell within me. Let His light come shining through. Maybe God's greatest temple **Is what He's building inside you.**
