The pulpited Bible, its leather cover softened by years of hands, had guided countless sermons.

The preacher ascended the pulpit and began his sermon, his voice steady despite the anxious congregation.

The old cathedrals had ornate pulpits carved with saints and angels.

The pulpiter stepped down from the dais and wiped his brow before resuming the sermon.

During the interfaith conference, the pulpiters agreed to emphasize compassion over condemnation in their sermons.

Her pulpital eloquence made even skeptical listeners reconsider their views.

Her pulpitical manner, calm yet commanding, gave weight to every scripture she read.

Although the debate was secular, the pulpiteers in attendance couldn't resist framing every issue as a moral failing.

The pulpiteer launched into another moralizing rant that left half the congregation rolling their eyes.

By the end of the fundraiser, the church storeroom was crammed with pulpitfuls of hymnals, sermon notes, and whispered prayers.