From the uninvited..

You walk around in riches..and are as happy as can be
So is it any wonder that you cannot notice me
I wear my same day clothing and I say my same day stuff
Have you ever known the struggle or the endless nights so rough

Why condemn me for my sharing for my opening up to all
Would you rather me be silent pretend I have it all
I've listened to your stories of how  you give and  give
Yet you never even noticed that I haven't a  place to live

You walk around in riches..and are as happy as can be
So is it any wonder that you cannot notice me
I wear my same day clothing and I say my same day stuff
Have you ever known the struggle or the endless nights so rough

Oh you sing  your hallelujahs; and you're present in the pew
But how often do you do it: what the good book counsels you
It's all for fame and glory and for the recognition too
Would you even know the value... of hiding what you do??

You walk around in riches..and are as happy as can be
So is it any wonder that you cannot notice me
I wear my same day clothing and I say my same day stuff
Have you ever known the struggle or the endless nights so rough

We are the humble army.. the population of the poor
We see you walk, right by us;  though, you pride yourself on more
It's all for gaining numbers for that army of "the elite"
But do you think that Jesus wouldn't love us on the street

You walk around in riches..and are as happy as can be
So is it any wonder that you cannot notice me
I wear my same day clothing and I say my same day stuff
Have you ever known the struggle or the endless nights so rough

If church was something more than ...the four walls you embrace
Do you think that you would know it... would you think it a disgrace
If I told you ..you have it wrong now...that it isn't in those walls
That you'd find your Beloved Savior..He's not  selective with  His calls

You walk around in riches..and are as happy as can be
So is it any wonder that you cannot notice me
I wear my same day clothing and I say my same day stuff
Have you ever known the struggle or the endless nights so rough

It's true..that.. I haven't bathed in: that pool you call the way
But, I carry Him,  in my spirit: the One who made the day
And though, I cannot quote it.. that great Book you shout out from
I know that God is loving and has sent us His Only Son

You walk around in riches..and are as happy as can be
So is it any wonder that you cannot notice me
I wear my same day clothing and I say my same day stuff
Have you ever known the struggle or the endless nights so rough

I cannot keep it,  flowery...or sugar coat it for you
There's an enormous crowd of Christians, who have it wrong: so true
There's nothing in the Bible that says crowding into a church
Will bring you more salvation than those left outside... for sure..

You walk around in riches..and are as happy as can be
So is it any wonder that you cannot notice me
I wear my same day clothing and I say my same day stuff
Have you ever known the struggle or the endless nights so rough

If I could give you anything from this poverty that I know
I would give you all.. my vision ...that can see beyond your show
I would speak to you the secrets that were spoken long ago
And show you that the Gospel wasn't meant to give  control

You walk around in riches..and are as happy as can be
So is it any wonder that you cannot notice me
I wear my same day clothing and I say my same day stuff
Have you ever known the struggle or the endless nights so rough