It’s crowded in worship today

As she slips in trying to fade into the faces

The girl’s teasing laughter is carrying farther than they know

Farther than they know

 

CHORUS:

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

 

A traveler is far away from home

He sheds his coat and quietly sinks into the back row

The weight of their judgmental glances

Tells him that his chances are better out on the road

 

CHORUS:

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

 

Jesus paid much too high a price

For us to pick and choose who should come

And we are the body of Christ

 

Jesus is the way

 

CHORUS:

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

 

We are His hands, we are His feet, we are the body

Jesus is the Way