The Servant King

From heaven you came, helpless babe
entered our world, Your Glory veiled
Not to be served, but to serve
And give Your life, that we might live

This is our God, the Servant King,
He calls us now to follow Him,
To bring our lives as a daily offering,
Of worship to, the Servant King

There in the garden of tears,
My heavy load, He chose to bear,
His heart with sorrow was torn,
'Yet Not my will but Yours', He said

Come see His hand and His feet,
The scars that speak of sacrifice,
Hands that flung stars into space,
To cruel nails surrendered

So let us learn how to serve,
And in our lives enthrone Him,
Each other's needs to prefer,
For it is Christ we're serving

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