Not the Same

How can you be of God? When you look, when you dress, when you smell just like the world Do you see me as being bad, a friend your children shouldn't have, just one glance and you know what I'm about It's not the length of my hair, it's not the clothes that I wear But it's the cross that I bear Cause you know that I am In the world not of it Cause we gotta show the world He loves them Even though we look the same we're not the same God where can I look for you? What will it look like, what will it be like when I gaze my eyes on you Will I find You a hungry man, will I find You in a prison, or will I find You in the office of a church?