♪ ♪ It's crowded and worshipped 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? There is a way. There is a way. ♪ ♪ ♪ A traveler is far away from home. He sheds his coat. ♪ ♪ Quietly sinks into the back row. The weight of their judgmental glances. ♪ ♪ Tells 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? There is a way. There is a way. ♪ ♪ Jesus paid much to buy a price. For us to pick and choose who should come. ♪ ♪ And we are the body of Christ. 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? There is a way. ♪ ♪ 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? There is a way. Jesus is the way. ♪ ♪