It's crowded in worship todayAs 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 bodyWhy 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 homeHe 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 priceFor us to pick and choose who should come
And we are the body of Christ
Jesus is the way