Oh, come with me, master of Galilee, I know that it's long you have waited for me. Now I am ready to sail o'er the sea, Oh, come with me, master of Galilee.
The waters are raging, the wind is a roar, But sunlight is sparkling upon the far shore. I'll raise the sail, will you take the oar? Oh come with me, master of Galilee.
This one is also a song, almost a chant, that I heard in a meditation. Copyright 2010 by Michael S. Simpson. All rights reserved.