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? 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? 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? 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 Do you love your wife? With all you've got inside you Are you layin' 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 alone?