Each one had a place to stand,
Each one had a task at hand.
Some carried curtains, poles, and frames,
All serving God in different ways.

No duty small, no burden light,
Each one served with faithful might.
God counted every willing heart
And gave each servant their own part.

So help us, Lord, be faithful too,
To carry what You call us to.
May all we say and all we do
Bring honor, praise, and glory to You.