My Greatest Friends (Least of These)

My greatest friends

Are on their knees

They serve with Me

The least of these

We wash the floors

We open home

We cook the meals

For hungry souls

And you will find Me here

With arms wide open here

And you will find My yoke will lift your burdened load

My dearest friends

Stop for the one

They listen well and pour My love

On wounded hearts that bleed they pour the oil and wine

They share it all for free

Yes freely pass it on

And you will find Me here on walks with homeless men

As we recount the days of love and war again

And you will find Me here with widows children too

And we just laugh for hours like happy children do

When you serve the least of these you’re serving Me

For the greatest among you will serve like Me

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My closest friends they stay with Me

We’re living for eternity