When Jesus walked by Galilee, And cried to Andrew 'Follow me!' He dropped his nets and went. Would I were such a saint! Though some were favoured more than he, And he was fourth, and they 'the three', Yet Andrew was content. Would I were such a saint! Of him they said, both Jew and Greek: 'Ask Andrew, if it's Christ you seek'. He knew why they were sent. Would I were such a saint! So, far and wide, the legends prove Here Andrew lived and here his love Had taught men to repent. Would I were such a saint! Saint Andrew, wear a martyr's crown! You were, in life and death, his own; For him your life was spent. Would I were such a saint!