Verse 1From 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.
ChorusThis 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.
Verse 2There 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.
Verse 3Come see his hands and his feet,
The scars that speak of sacrifice,
Hands that flung stars into space
To cruel nails surrendered.
Verse 4So let us learn how to serve
And in our lives enthrone him,
Each other's needs to prefer
For it is Christ we are serving.