Master and Servant 
Category: Writing and Poetry 

Caress the feet of the man who walks the street 
Wash the feet of your servant 
If you do not let me wash your feet You have no part with me
No master is greater than his servant
For the master's job is to serve
He who is greatest of all shall be the servant of all
I came to serve
Let the weak say "I am strong"
Let the poor say "I am rich"
Exalt those that are set at nought
Set at nought those that are exalted
They call me a friend of prostitutes and drunkards
I came to heal those that are sick
Those that are well have no need of a doctor
You are my friends
Greater love hath no man than this
Than that a man lay down his life for that of his friends
And I have called you my friends
So I shall gladly lay down my life for you