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I wore a clean shirt every Sunday
Dust on my boots, Bible in hand
Knew how to pray real loud in public
Knew how to look like a righteous man
They’d nod their heads when I talked about Jesus
Said I was steady, said I was strong
But I loved the sound of my own salvation
More than the truth I was singing along
Chorus
Look at me
All I did in Your name
Fed the poor, prayed the prayers
But I wanted the praise
Look at me
Standing tall, full of pride
I talked a lot about heaven
But I never let heaven inside
Verse 2
I gave my change where folks could see it
Let my good deeds ring like a bell
Quoted verses about mercy
While I kept my heart for myself
I shook the hands, I led the singing
Knew when to stand, knew when to kneel
But I never went down to the river
To let You tell me what was real
Chorus
Look at me
I said “Lord” real bold
Built my house on borrowed faith
And the approval of souls
Look at me
I walked the aisle, I knew the tune
But I loved the spotlight on Sunday
More than the cross on the afternoon
Verse 3
I heard You knocking in the quiet
When the crowd had gone back home
But I drowned You out with the noise of living
Said I’d get serious when I got old
I kept You close enough for comfort
Far enough not to change my plans
I wanted heaven on my terms
Not a Savior holding my hands
Bridge (slow, bluesy, breaking)
What good’s a faith that costs me nothing
What good’s a heart I never give
What if I spent my whole life running
From the very truth that lets me live
Search me, Lord
If You still will
Take this stone and make it feel
Final Chorus (stripped back, aching)
Look at me
I’m out of time
All my good works on the table
All my excuses left behind
Look at me
Nothing left to prove
Just a lifetime full of religion
And no relationship with You
Outro (spoken or half-sung, bare instrumentation)
I stood before the light
Every secret finally known
And He didn’t raise His voice
Didn’t even turn me away in anger
He just said…
“I never knew you.”
Details
GeneratedFeb 10, 2026
Duration3:59
LanguageEnglish
Style
Outlaw country gospel, gritty male vocal, bluesy groove, raw storytelling, convicting and soulful
Credits
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TheWordwithTobie
TheWordwithTobieModelAria v5
