Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord, Thy Disciples

Holy

ho­ly

ho­ly

Lord

Thy dis­ci­ples

Gather in de­vo­tion to sing and dream of Thee:

Holy

ho­ly

ho­ly

beau­ti­ful and gra­cious

Still in our hearts we dwell in Ga­li­lee.

Holy

ho­ly

ho­ly

still in the morn­ing

Mending our fish­er nets

we hail Thee by the shore;

Friend and guide and bro­ther

by the wells of ev­en­ing

Deep from Thy voice we drink Thy heal­ing lore.

Holy

ho­ly

ho­ly

Lord

Thy dis­ci­ples

Ever through the ag­es live again be­cause of Thee;

Holy

ho­ly

ho­ly

all Thy ways we fol­low

From Beth­le­hem to dark Geth­se­ma­ne.