He Who Would Be Chief Among You
    Footnotes

    “He Who Would Be Chief Among You,” New Era, Apr. 1975, 12

    He Who Would Be Chief Among You

    And He rose from supper,

    Poured water in a basin,

    And washed the disciples’ feet.

    Those hands, hardened by the heat

    Of a desert sun, comfortable with cutting trees

    And turning them to tables in Joseph’s shop—

    Those hands that with a wave could stop

    The troubled sea, could touch a leper clean,

    Or triumphantly turn death away

    From the loved daughter on Jairus’ couch—

    Those hands that could gesture

    The heavens open—

    Poured water in a basin,

    And washed the disciples’ feet.

    The lesson lay unlearned,

    But to a few—

    Who trust the paradox

    And hear the call:

    He who would be chief among you,

    Let him be the servant of all.