268. Jesus calls us; o'er the tumult
8.7.8.7
St. Andrew:
Edward H. Thorne, 1875
Galilee:
William Herbert Jude, 1887
Cecil Frances Alexander, 1852
Jesus calls us; o'er the tumult Of our life's wild, restless sea, Day by day his sweet voice soundeth, Saying, "Christian, follow me." | As of old, Saint Andrew heard it By the Galilean lake, Turned from home, and toil, and kindred, Leaving all for his dear sake. | Jesus calls us from the worship Of the vain world's golden store; From each idol that would keep us, Saying, "Christian, love me more." | In our joys and in our sorrows, Days of toil and hours of ease, Still he calls, in cares and pleasures, "That we love him more than these." | 248 Jesus calls us: by thy mercies, Savior, make us hear thy call, Give our hearts to thine obedience, Serve and love thee best of all. | |