⁸ It grieved me sore: therefore I cast forth all the household stuff of Tobiah out of the chamber.

³ When I heard this thing, I tore my garment and my robe, and plucked off the hair of my head and of my beard, and sat down confounded.

⁴ Then were assembled to me everyone who trembled at the words of the God of Israel, because of the trespass of them of the captivity; and I sat confounded until the evening offering.

¹ Now while Ezra prayed and made confession, weeping and casting himself down before the house of God, there was gathered together to him out of Israel a very great assembly of men and women and children; for the people wept very sore.

⁹ For the zeal of your house consumes me. The reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.

¹⁵ They came to Jerusalem, and Jesus entered into the temple, and began to throw out those who sold and those who bought in the temple, and overthrew the tables of the money-changers, and the seats of those who sold the doves.

¹⁶ He would not allow anyone to carry a container through the temple.

¹⁷ He taught, saying to them, "Isn't it written, 'My house will be called a house of prayer for all the nations?' But you have made it a den of robbers!"

¹³ The Passover of the Jews was at hand, and Jesus went up to Jerusalem.

¹⁴ He found in the temple those who sold oxen, sheep, and doves, and the changers of money sitting.

¹⁵ He made a whip of cords, and threw all out of the temple, both the sheep and the oxen; and he poured out the changers' money, and overthrew their tables.

¹⁶ To those who sold the doves, he said, "Take these things out of here! Don't make my Father's house a marketplace!"

¹⁷ His disciples remembered that it was written, "Zeal for your house will eat me up."