Galilee, Sweet Galilee
O Galilee, (O Galilee) sweet Galilee, (sweet Galilee)
O Galilee, (O Galilee) sweet Galilee, (sweet Galilee)What mem'ries rise (What mem'ries rise) at thought of thee! (at thought of thee)In mortal guise (In mortal guise) upon thy shore (upon thy shore)The Saviour trod whom we adore.
O Galilee, sweet Galilee,Thy blessed name will sacred beIn ev'ry clime, on ev'ry shore,Till suns shall set to rise no more.
Thy waves which once (Thy waves which once) his vessel bore (his vessel bore)Will sound his praise (Will sound his praise) forevermore; (forevermore)And from thy depths, (And from thy depths) beloved sea, (beloved sea)We hear the call, "Come, follow me."
Thro' ages yet (Thro' ages yet) to come, thy name (to come, thy name)An homage true (An homage true) will ever claim; (will ever claim)'Tis hallow'd ground ('Tis hallow'd ground) where once he trod, (where once he trod)The Prince of peace, the Son of God.
From "Carols of Joy," by permission Frank M. Davis.