May I wash and oil your feet? May I serve you? You are of so much worth to me. I love you even in your struggles. You've labored long and hard. Toil is scratched on your weary soles That's how I call you to me I serve you God's healing love. Now you are clean by my Words I call you to go wash others. Oil their feet, anoint their heads. You want to be great? Serve! Be. Like. Me.