[Intro]
The hands that formed the heavens
picked up a towel.

The King of kings
knelt before ordinary men.

And washed their feet.

So why am I still trying
to be seen?

[Verse 1]
I've chased the places people notice.
I've wanted someone to know my name.
I've measured worth by recognition
and called ambition holy faith.

But You stepped down from heaven.
You chose the servant's place.
The hands that could command creation
washed the dust from human feet that day.

So tear the pride out of my worship.
Take the throne I built for me.
If my Savior chose the lowest place,
then that's where I want to be.

I don't need another title.
I don't need another stage.
Give me somewhere I can serve You
where nobody knows my name.

[Pre-Chorus]
If I want to look like Jesus,
then teach my heart to see
that greatness in Your kingdom
looks a lot like serving quietly.

[Hook]
Teach me to kneel.
Teach me to serve.
Teach me to give
without asking what it's worth.

Give me the towel.
Give me the basin.
Give me the place
everybody else keeps passing.

I don't need the highest seat.
Put me at my Savior's feet.

If becoming more like You
means becoming less of me...

Teach me to kneel.

[Verse 2]
Let me notice who's forgotten.
Let me see who others miss.
Let me stop calling it compassion
when I never move my hands.

When the hungry need a table,
let me bring them something real.
When the lonely need somebody,
let me sit beside them still.

When my brother needs forgiveness,
let me be the first to bend.
When there's work without attention,
let me gladly enter in.

I don't want applause for serving.
I don't want a camera there.
Let the things I do in secret
rise before You as my prayer.

Because worship isn't only
what comes pouring from my lungs.

Sometimes worship looks like working
when the singing has been done.

[Scripture]
For even the Son of Man
did not come to be served,
but to serve,
and to give His life
a ransom for many.

Mark ten,
verse forty-five.

[Hook]
TEACH ME TO KNEEL!
TEACH ME TO SERVE!
TEACH ME TO GIVE
WITHOUT ASKING WHAT IT'S WORTH!

GIVE ME THE TOWEL!
GIVE ME THE BASIN!
GIVE ME THE PLACE
EVERYBODY ELSE KEEPS PASSING!

I DON'T NEED THE HIGHEST SEAT!
PUT ME AT MY SAVIOR'S FEET!

IF BECOMING MORE LIKE YOU
MEANS BECOMING LESS OF ME...

TEACH ME TO KNEEL!

[Bridge]
When nobody thanks me...

I'll serve.

When nobody sees me...

I'll serve.

When somebody else gets credit...

I'll serve.

When the work feels beneath me...

I'll remember You.

The King took the towel.

The King poured the water.

The King bent His knees.

The King washed their feet.

So what work
could ever be beneath me?

[Breakdown]
If I then,
the Lord and the Teacher,
washed your feet,
you also ought to wash
one another's feet.

For I gave you an example
that you also should do
as I did to you.

John thirteen,
verses fourteen and fifteen.

You didn't only tell us.

You showed us.

So make me less concerned
with being called a leader...

and more concerned
with following You.

[Final Hook]
TEACH ME TO KNEEL!
TEACH ME TO SERVE!
TEACH ME TO GIVE
UNTIL MY LIFE REFLECTS YOUR WORD!

GIVE ME THE TOWEL!
GIVE ME THE BASIN!
SEND ME TO THE ONES
EVERYBODY ELSE KEEPS PASSING!

I DON'T NEED THE HIGHEST SEAT!
I HAVE EVERYTHING I NEED
WHEN MY LIFE BECOMES AN OFFERING
POURED OUT BEFORE THE KING!

TEACH ME TO KNEEL!

TEACH ME TO LOVE!

TEACH ME TO SERVE
THE WAY MY SAVIOR DOES!

[Outro]
The hands that formed the heavens
picked up a towel.

Mark ten,
verse forty-five.

He did not come
to be served...

but to serve.

Jesus...

teach me
to kneel.
