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 from of God,
You took the form of a slave.
You accepted death even on a cross,
So God exalted you name.
Ere you formed me in my mothers womb,
You called me by my name.
And you touched my mouth and appointed me
A prophet to the world.
May I cure the sick and the crippled heal,
Bring back the sheep that stray.
May I seek the lost and the weak make strong
With justice feed the poor.
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