Who’ll worship God should tend the poor
Help others near and far
Lend hand a burden to endure
Regardless who they are
Who’ll worship God should practice love
A soul found hungry feed
With gifts bestowed through Christ above
Help meet another’s need
True worship’s not through words alone
Nor deed to self commend
But touch a stranger’s heart of stone
And love them as a friend
Reach out toward the multitude
Tender each soul you greet
Commit as if in servitude
Serving The Lord’s elite
Reach out within the here and now
With all you can afford
Make known how truly one should bow
And worship Christ as Lord
Our selves we need to give to Christ
Our heart our soul our dream
Lay down completely sacrificed
As offering supreme
Only so is a life fulfilled
Spending it for others
Sharing till death all life has willed
As Jesus Christ His brothers
Will thus The Father not receive?
Will not God’s Son Rejoice?
Will not creation then believe?
We’ve heard The Master’s voice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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