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.