Lord, when you singled out the Three
That day of days, by Galilee,
They did not ask or know
Exactly what 'to follow' meant,
To what new aims they gave assent,
Or where they had to go.
In simple faith they followed you,
Because, instinctively, they knew
Whom they could love and trust;
And risked the future for your sake,
And trod the road you have to take,
As all disciples must.
So, when we meet you on that shore,
And hear your voice demanding more
Than we have thought to give:
Then may we know, as they once knew
Beyond all doubt, that following you
Is how we want to live.