As in that upper room you left your seat
and took a towel and chose a servant’s part,
so for today, Lord, wash again my feet,
who in your mercy died to cleanse my heart.
I bow before you, all my sin confessed,
to hear again the words of love you said;
and at your table, as your honored guest,
I take and eat the true and living Bread.
So in remembrance of your life laid down
I come to praise you for your grace divine;
saved by your cross, and subject to your crown,
strengthened for service by this bread and wine.
—Timothy Dudley-Smith (1993), from A HOUSE OF PRAISE: COLLECTED HYMNS 1961-2001, © 2003 Hope Publishing Company, Carol Stream, IL 60188. All rights reserved. Used by permission. ISBN 0-916642-74-7.