Make me a servant, humble and meek.
Lord, let me lift up those who are weak,
and may the prayer of my heart always be:
Make me a servant, make me a servant,
make me a servant today!
Even though You were in the form of God,
You took the form of a slave.
You accepted death, even on a cross,
so God exalted Your name.
Ere You formed me in my mother’s womb,
You called me by my name.
And You touched my mouth and appointed me
a prophet to the world.
May I heal the sick and the crippled bind,
bring back the sheep that stray.
May I seek the lost and the weak made strong,
with justice feed the poor.
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