I don't care how many buses you own, or the
size of your sanctuary, it doesn't matter how steep your steeple is, if it's sittin' on a ceme-
tary
I don't care if you pave your parking lot, or
put pads upon your pews, What good is a picture perfect stage, if you're missin' all the
ques
I don't care if your pastor's super powered,
and your program's always new What you need is love and truth. Men are gonna come to you, It doesn't matter that you know the bible, if it's all just in your head, the
thing I need to ask you, is that have you done the things I've said
Do you love your wife for her and for your children, are you laying down your life?
What about the others?
Are you living as a servant to your sisters and your brothers, Do you make the poor man beg you for a bone?
Do the widow and the orphan cry a-lone
I don't care if you pray for miracles,
I don't care if you speak with tongues,
I don't care that you said you love me,
in every song you've sung,
It doesn't matter that your sacrifice of praise,
is loud enough to raise the dead, the thing I need to ask you, is that have you done the things I've said
Lord, when you were a prisoner that we did not come to you?
When was it that we saw you sick that we did not follow through?
Every time you turned your head and pretended
not to see
When you did it not to the least of these,
you did it not to me.
