English Worship

If We Are The Body

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

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

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