47. But Solomon built him a house.
48. Yet, the Most High dwelleth not in temples made with hands, as saith the prophet,
49. Heaven is my throne, and earth is my footstool: What house will ye build for me? saith the Lord: or what is the place of my rest?
50. Hath not my hand made all these things?
51. Ye stiff-necked, and uncircumcised in heart and ears, ye do always resist the Holy Spirit: as your fathers did, so do ye.