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
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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."
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As of old, Saint Andrew heard it
By the Galilean lake,
Turned from home, and toil, and kindred,
Leaving all for his dear sake.
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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."
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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."
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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.
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