You Say,"I'm Rich"

You say,"I'm rich and I'm well off"

You say,"I'm wealthy and I'm doing okay"

But don't you realize that you are wretched

You are blind, you are poor and you are naked

I have white garments to clothe your shame, clothe your shame

He who hears let him be found

With his face into the ground

Where repentance is found

Where Jesus is found

I stand and knock do you hear my voice

Sung by gold from me refined by the fire

I'll come in and we will dine

And you'll be rich, and you'll be fine, and you'll be mine

I have white garments to clothe your shame, clothe your shame

He who hears let him be found

With his face into the ground

Where repentance is found

Where Jesus is found

Where Jesus is found

Where Jesus is found

Where Jesus is found, yeah

He who hears let him be found

With his face into the ground

Where repentance is found

He who hears let him be found

With his face into the ground

Where repentance is found

Where Jesus is found