We're living in this world but are we making a difference?
Maybe the salt in us is out of season
They look into our eyes, I wonder what are they seeing
Has Jesus been disguised by our religion?
And the nations cry for the real Ma**iah
"O come and please show us the way"
We say He's already come and that He's livin' in us
But can He really be found in our lives today?
When your words are His words
When your way His way
When your hands are the hands He can use
When your heart's desire is just to be a heart, He reaches through
That's when Jesus looks a lot like you
That's when Jesus looks a lot like you
If all this world's a stage, I guess that we are the players
So in this part we play, what are we saying?
Do we speak the truth with the words we're using?
If not, we're just wasting our time
We're on a mission of hope with every seed that we sow
We've got to seize every moment that pa**es by
When your words are His words
When your way His way
When your hands are the hands He can use
When your heart's desire is just to be a heart, He reaches through
That's when Jesus looks a lot like you
That's when Jesus looks a lot like you
All we are and all we should ever long to be
Is just a vessel just to die
To be fashioned by God's hand
Until all that remains is love
When your words are His words
When your way His way
When your hands are the hands He can use
When your heart's desire is just to be a heart, He reaches through
That's when Jesus looks a lot like you
That's when Jesus looks a lot like you