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