[Verse 1] I knew which Bible I should carry I knew the words that sounded right Knew how to dress for Sunday morning Knew when to stand and when to cry I learned to look like I was holy Where everybody else could see But Jesus never asked about my collar He asked what lived inside of me [Pre-Chorus] I can fool the room I can fool myself But there is nothing hidden From the eyes of God [Chorus] You can clean the outside of the cup Till it shines beneath the light You can dress a dead man’s bones In Sunday morning white You can lift your hands And never give Him your heart You can know the words And still not know who Jesus is Lord, don’t let me look like heaven While there’s hell still hiding in me Wash more than the outside of the cup Start with me [Verse 2] A beard won’t make a man unholy A necktie never saved a soul No razor ever broke a bondage No white shirt ever made us whole We measure what our eyes can measure Then call our preferences Your Word While pride can stand behind a pulpit And never think it needs a cure [Pre-Chorus] We can guard the rules And miss the wounded Keep our traditions And walk right past You [Chorus] You can clean the outside of the cup Till it shines beneath the light You can dress a dead man’s bones In Sunday morning white You can lift your hands And never give Him your heart You can know the words And still not know who Jesus is Lord, don’t let me look like heaven While there’s hell still hiding in me Wash more than the outside of the cup Start with me [Bridge] Jesus, tear the costume from me Every mask I’ve learned to wear Every rule I called Your gospel That You never placed in there Crucify the pride within me Till Your mercy is what shows Give me clean hands from a clean heart Not a grave beneath good clothes I don’t want the form of godliness And never know Your power I’d rather fall here broken Than stand religious for another hour [Breakdown] Search me Know me Find what I have hidden If there’s anything in me That doesn’t look like Jesus Take it [Final Chorus] Don’t just clean the outside of the cup Come and wash me through and through Take the heart behind the hymn And make it wholly Yours Let my worship be more than Sunday Let my mercy prove Your love Let the life I live when no one’s watching Match the Christ I’m speaking of Lord, I don’t want to look like heaven I want Jesus living through me Don’t just wash the outside of the cup Start with me [Outro] Not my collar Not my clothes Not the things that people see Create in me a clean heart, God Start with me
