You are My friend, you know
And I love you as Myself
It’s hard to find you though
It’s so hard to give you help
You’re so busy and bustling
And rushing around
You wanna help the Kingdom come
But if ever I wanted to know your mind
I’d have to catch you on the run
You talk to people on the street
And you tell them you’re My friend
But you know I really can’t compete
With all that time you’d rather spend
With your sisters and brothers
And all of the others
Who help you take Bread and Wine
I’ve told you to love Me with all of your heart
But you just can’t find the time
So why do you call me Lord, Lord
When you keep holding yourself away
Why do you call me Lord, Lord
When you don’t do the things that I say
I asked you to abide in Me
When you took Me as your Lord
But now you try to hide from Me
Don’t you trust Me like before
You join a group now for prayer
You raise your hands in the air
And recite words you once believed
You honor me with your lips, My friend
But your heart is far from Me
You have a friend who’s sick in bed
Do you think he knows you care
And would that beggar have more chance
Of being fed
If it was Me standing there
You find a drunk in the town
You’d rather walk away around
Than be faced with meeting his needs
But when you ignore just the least one of these
You’re doing it unto Me
I came to give you life abundantly
You know that’s why I died
But if you don’t want to live for Me
Why do you say you’re Mine
(I just want to ask you)
(I wanted to ask by wondering)
Why do you call me Lord
When you keep holding yourself away
Why do you call, call me Lord
When you don’t do the things that I say
When you don’t do the things that I say
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