The Servant King sing and play along

From heav'n 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.

This 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.

There 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.

This 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.

King.