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The life of a servant
So frail and weak
With all his rough edges
No words could he speak

All he has - he offers
...right back to his God
For serving his MASTER
is his goal on this sod

A perfect redeemer
One who has paid the cost
For the soul of this servant
Would else be so lost

Perfect light shines brightly
His Lord will receive
The Glory of this servant
Because he believed