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 cemetery
I don't care if you pave your parking lot, or put pads upon your pews
What good is picture perfect stage, if you're missin' all the cues?
Verse 2
I don't care if your pastor's super-powered, and your program's always new
What you need is love and truth, and men are going to 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, have you done the things I said?
Chorus:
Do you love your wife? For her and for your children
Are you layin' down your life? What about the others?
Are you livin' 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 alone?
verse 3
I don't care if you pray for miracles, I don't care if you speak with tongues
I don't care if 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, have you done the things I said?
Repeat Chorus
Lord, when were you a prisoner, that we did not come to You?
When was it that we saw you sick, that we didn't 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
