I tell you now,
So you may believe,
When terrible things happen,
And all of you flee.
Blind rulers will condemn,
Non-believers mock and kill,
Spittle, scourging, suffering,
Ending on a hill.
Sons of thunder,
For places of power,
Enter their pleas.
Can you drink the cup,
Or be baptized in your blood,
Make your life an offering?
Fill the chalice to the brim,
We are able, we are able,
What you ask you know not,
The seating in the Kingdom
Shall be based on this..
To be the master,
Lose all that you have,
In order to save.
The greatest, the least,
Power to those who serve.
Lordship to the servant,
A whisper makes the mountain move.
The humble lifted high,
The proud brought low.
Seek to serve the least,
And in my love you will grow.
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