Out on the shores by Galilee
I call you. Come, follow me!
Leave your nets and cast out in the deep
The harvest is ready its time to reap
Fishers of men you shall now be
I call you. Come, follow me!
Living a life of love and service of man
It won’t be easy, but I know you can
There will be sorrow, loss and pain
Days when there is no gain
Do you trust and have faith even when you can’t see?
I call you: come, follow me!
I came to call sinners to find the lost
I came to pay the un-payable cost
I came to heal the sick and set the prisoner free
I call you: come, follow me!
Take up your cross and walk the long dusty road
Come to me: easy is my burden light is the load
I have come to die so the world may live
My very life is the greatest gift I can give
Will you follow even to my death on a tree?
I call you: come, follow me!