I don't care how many bus[D]es you own
Or the size of your san[A]ctuary
Doesn't matter how steep
Your steeple is, if it's sittin' on a cem[D]etery
I don't c[D]are if you pave your parking lot
Or put pads upo[G]n your pews
What go[A]od is a picture perfect stage
If you're missin' all the cu[D]es
I don't ca[D]re if your pastor is super powered
And your program's always n[A]ew
What you need is love and truth
And men are gonna come to y[D]ou
It doesn't ma[D]tter if you know the Bible
If it's all jus[G]t in your head
But the [A]thing I need to ask you
Is have you done the things I s[D]aid?
CHORUS:
Do you love your wi[A]fe?
For [G]her and for and for your chi[A]ldren
Are you la[D]yin' down your li[Bm]fe?
What about the oth[A]ers?
Are you liv[G]in' as a ser[A]vant
To your si[Bm]sters and your bro[A]thers?
Do you m[Bm]ake the poor man b[G]eg you for a b[A]one?
Do the wi[Bm]dow and the orp[G]han cry al[A]one?
I don't ca[D]re if you pray for miracles
I don't care if you sp[A]eak with tongues
I don't care if you've said you love Me
In every song you've s[D]ung
It doesn't mat[D]ter if your sacrifice of praise
Is loud [G]enough to raise the dead
The t[A]hing I need to ask you
Is have you done the things I[D] said?
CHORUS:
(stop)
Lord, when were you a prisoner
D (one strum each) A
But we did not come to you
When was it that we saw you sick
That we didn't follow thr[D]ough
[D]Every time you turned your head
And pre[E]tended n[F#]ot to s[G]ee
When you d[A]id it not to the least of these
You did it not to [D]Me
Or the size of your san[A]ctuary
Doesn't matter how steep
Your steeple is, if it's sittin' on a cem[D]etery
I don't c[D]are if you pave your parking lot
Or put pads upo[G]n your pews
What go[A]od is a picture perfect stage
If you're missin' all the cu[D]es
I don't ca[D]re if your pastor is super powered
And your program's always n[A]ew
What you need is love and truth
And men are gonna come to y[D]ou
It doesn't ma[D]tter if you know the Bible
If it's all jus[G]t in your head
But the [A]thing I need to ask you
Is have you done the things I s[D]aid?
CHORUS:
Do you love your wi[A]fe?
For [G]her and for and for your chi[A]ldren
Are you la[D]yin' down your li[Bm]fe?
What about the oth[A]ers?
Are you liv[G]in' as a ser[A]vant
To your si[Bm]sters and your bro[A]thers?
Do you m[Bm]ake the poor man b[G]eg you for a b[A]one?
Do the wi[Bm]dow and the orp[G]han cry al[A]one?
I don't ca[D]re if you pray for miracles
I don't care if you sp[A]eak with tongues
I don't care if you've said you love Me
In every song you've s[D]ung
It doesn't mat[D]ter if your sacrifice of praise
Is loud [G]enough to raise the dead
The t[A]hing I need to ask you
Is have you done the things I[D] said?
CHORUS:
(stop)
Lord, when were you a prisoner
D (one strum each) A
But we did not come to you
When was it that we saw you sick
That we didn't follow thr[D]ough
[D]Every time you turned your head
And pre[E]tended n[F#]ot to s[G]ee
When you d[A]id it not to the least of these
You did it not to [D]Me
