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