Derek Webb Rich Young Ruler [Remix] lyrics

Poverty is so hard to see
When it's only on your TV
And twenty miles across town

Where we're all living so good
That we moved out of Jesus' neighborhood
Where He's hungry and not feeling so good
From going through our trash

He says, ‽More than just your cash and coin
I want your time, I want your voice
I want the things you just can't give me”

So what must we do?
Here in the West, we wanna follow You
We speak the language and we keep all the rules
Even a few we made up


‽Come on and follow me
But sell your house, sell your SUV
Sell your stocks, sell your security
And give it to the poor”

Well, what is this, hey, what's the deal?
I don't sleep around and I don't steal
‽But I want the things you just can't give me
I want the things you just can't give me”

‽Because of what you do to the least of these
My brothers, you have done it to me
'Cause I want the things, you just can't give me
I want the things you just can't give me”