1 Lord, you have come to the lakeshore looking neither for wealthy nor wise ones. You only asked me to follow humbly.
(Chorus:) O Lord, with your eyes you have searched me, kindly smiling, have spoken my name. Now my boat’s left on the shoreline behind me; by your side I will seek other seas. 2 You know so well my possessions; my boat carries no gold and no weapons; but nets and fishes my daily labor. (Chorus)
3 You need my hands, full of caring, through my labors to give others rest, and constant love that keeps on loving. (Chorus)
4 You who have fished other oceans, ever longed for by souls who are waiting, my loving friend, as thus you call me. (Chorus)