May I wash and oil your feet? May I serve you?
You are of so much worth to me. I love you even in your struggles.
You've labored long and hard. Toil is scratched on your weary soles
That's how I call you to me
I serve you God's healing love. Now you are clean by my Words
I call you to go wash others. Oil their feet, anoint their heads.
You want to be great? Serve!
Be. Like. Me.
