They Cast Their Nets in Galilee

They cast their nets in Ga­li­lee

Just off the hills of brown

Such hap­py

simple fish­er­folk

Before the Lord came down.

Contented

peace­ful fish­er­men

Before they ev­er knew

The peace of God that filled their hearts

Brim­-full

and broke them too.

Young John

who trimmed the flap­ping sail

Alone on Pat­mos died.

Peter

who hauled the teem­ing net

Head down was cru­ci­fied.

The peace of God

it is no peace

But strife closed in the sod.

Yet

bro­thers

pray for but one thing—

The mar­vel­ous peace of God.