May Humble Service Be Our Song
In the quiet of that sacred night,
He kneels, in humble service,
Washing the feet of his beloved,
A sign of love’s enduring purpose.
Not in grandeur, nor in might,
But in the gentle act of care,
He teaches us what true greatness is,
To serve, to love, just to be there.
See Christ in every face,
Both in shadows and in light,
Dignity in every soul,
The hidden fire of God’s delight.
Let go of pride, shed the disguise,
In simple acts, find the Divine,
For in each humble gesture,
Love’s gentle light will always shine.
A lifelong journey, a sacred call,
To walk with loving, open hearts,
To serve with tenderness and with grace,
And live as one, no longer parts.
So, may we kneel, may we wash,
May humble service be our song,
For in serving others, we find ourselves,
And in sacred stillness, we belong.
