A lifetime of fishing, I knew firsthand.
Yet I did what he said and obeyed his command.
Got so many fish. How did he know?
Our boat half-sunk under the load.
“Bread and fish on the fire. Come and dine,” said he.
“It’s the Lord,” I shouted. But how can it be?
With clothes tossed aside, I dove in and swam
to my Savior, my Lord, the great I Am.
Oh what a morning on Galilee’s shore
where he fed our bellies and our souls much more!
Filled and refreshed, blessed gathering on the beach.
Assured of our mission and the hearts we must reach.
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