STRANGER When I was naked and cold; You clothed Me, you gave Me a drink When I was hungry and poor; You gave Me something to eat. Store up for years though you might die tonight; Do what you want with your money, you stranger. The borrower is slave to the lender; Do what you want with your money, you stranger. When I was hungry you walked right past Me; You treat Me like dirt When time comes, I won't know you; But you'll know your money won't save you. Store up for years though you might die tonight; Do what you want with your money, you stranger. The borrower is slave to the lender; Do what you want with your money, you stranger. Rich here, but roomless in My home. Rich here, but centless in My realm.