You say that You believe in us At times I wonder why You say You see the Father in our eyes But I think if I were You, Lord I'd wash my hands today And turn my back on all our alibis We fight like selfish children For that special smile We juggle with our gifts before Your face And I know You look with sorrow At the blindness in our eyes As we trip each other halfway through the race And we crucify each other Leave a battered, wounded Bride But Jesus loves the Church So we'll walk the aisle of history Toward the marriage feast For Jesus loves the church I want to learn to love like You I don't know where to start I want to see them all but through Your eyes For You believed enough to live Amidst the maddened crowd Enough to die before our very eyes And we crucify each other Leave a battered, wounded Bride But Jesus loves the Church So we'll walk the aisle of history Toward the marriage feast For Jesus loves the church Jesus loves the church And we crucify each other Leave a battered, wounded Bride But Jesus loves the Church So we'll walk the aisle of history Toward the marriage feast For Jesus loves the church And we crucify each other Leave a battered, wounded Bride But Jesus loves the Church