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 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.