I’d like to be your helper, Lord, Befriending one and all.
I’d like to be your servant, Lord,
Assisting those who fall.
I’d like to be your slave, Lord,
Loving stranger, friend, and foe,
But I’m happy to be nothing, Lord –
The lowest of the low.
I am nothing (Job 40:4; NLT).
You will be brought low; from the earth you will speak, and from the dust where you are prostrate your words will come. Your voice will also be like that of a spirit from the ground, and your speech will whisper from the dust
(Isaiah 294; NASB 1995).
I am less than the least of all the Lord’s people
(Ephesians 3:8; NIV).