It’s crowded in a worship today
As she slips in
Trying to fade into the faces
The girls’ teasing laughter is carrying
Farther than they know
Farther than they know
But if we are the body
Why aren’t his arms reaching
Why aren’t his hands healing
Why aren’t his words teaching
And if we are the body
Why aren’t his feet going
Why is his love not showing them
There is a way
There is a way
There is a way
A traveler is far away from home
He sheds his coat
And quietly sinks into the back row
The weight of their judgmental glances tell him that his chances
Are better out on the road
But if we are the body
Why aren’t his arms reaching
Why aren’t his hands healing
Why aren’t his words teaching
And if we are the body
Why aren’t his feet going
Why is his love not showing them
There is a way
But Jesus paid much too high a price
For us to pick and choose who should come
We are the body of Christ
We are the body
Why aren’t his arms reaching
Why aren’t his hands healing
Why aren’t his words teaching
And if we are the body
Why aren’t his feet going
Why is his love not showing them
There is a way
As Jesus is the way
Jesus is the way
We are his hands
We are his feel
We are the body
As Jesus is the way