It's crowded in 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



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 judgemental glances

Tells him that his chances are better out on the road



Jesus paid much too high a price

For us to pick and choose who should come

And we are the body of Christ



If we are the body.......