Christ, grant me grace to let you wash my feet, and washed, to let them stand or walk or run, as over mountain, desert, city street, they bring good news, unlikely victory won. Christ, grant me grace to wash another's feet, and count it cause for neither shame nor boast, nor think some merit makes my work complete since those forgiven most will love the most. Christ, grant me grace to follow and believe in you, who loved me to the bitter end, learn to receive you, as I shall receive those you have sent, and those you will yet send. Christ, grant me grace to live, obey and love, sent to your world, commanded by your word; content if you direct my every move, your name be known, your kingly voice be heard.