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.