He is the one who comes after me, the straps of whose sandals I am not worthy to untie. John 1:27
One day every tongue will confess
Every knee shall bow before the king
Those who are God’s children
Will join with the angels and sing
Today I have a choice to make
Freely surrender who I am
Do I follow my own path
Will I submit to the Lamb
Jesus washed the disciples feet
A servant’s role on full display
I don’t mind if Jesus serves me
My needs are many, I say
When do I bend my life
When are my hands close to His feet
Not theories and philosophies
Dust and dirt my hands shall meet
This position of serving
Is hard on the back and knees
Most of the time its unnoticed
No one cares, no one sees
Serving Jesus can be messy
Recognizing Him is the key
Interrupts my time and schedule
Helping others, what about Me
My hands are dirty
There is sweat on my brow
There is a smell of Jesus
Near the ground, I find it now
Jesus gives me lots of chances
To bend in service to others
Don’t fail to miss His presence
To bow before His sisters and brothers