GOD WASHED MY FEET

 I wasn't born then, but it's true for me.

This much I know: my God washed my feet!

 O! My God washed my feet:

I say, Christ died for me.

Thomas was doubter who saw the Lord's glory

Peter was headstrong, he found the keys to God's Kingdom

John was a gentle, beloved in God's word

Judas-betrayer, he lost sight of heaven

I wasn't born then, but it's true for me:

This much I know, God washed my feet.

What a glorious thing to ponder,

Christ as God becomes a man

Stoops so low, becomes the servant

The King of the world, becomes a servant...

But this much I know, God washed my feet!

We are made clean by his "mere words:"

Mere words but come with great power!

On his haunches he gave a lesson:

Towel around his waist, he gave instruction—

This I have done, do to others— wash their feet!

I wasn't born then, but it's true for me:

Christ died for me: my God washed my feet.

You may not understand, but you should know:

You may not believe, but you should understand:

That God washed my feet,

And Christ died for me!

Iyanu.