This body, walking, running, stumbling, limping, so diverse
At times one step forward, sometimes two steps in reverse
This body, old and young, tired, inspired, weak and strong
This body, all these disparate parts, wrestling to get along
This body, broad and global, 2 billion living parts
The face and hands of Jesus, the limbs and body parts
This body, cleansed and chosen, of lasting, precious worth
To bless the world entire, reach out across the earth.
This body, not all it might be, but not as bad as some might say
Offering its weakness, as it walks that narrow way.