Jesus calls us over the tu­mult
Of our life’s wild, rest­less, sea;
Day by day His sweet voice sound­eth,
Saying, Chris­tian, fol­low Me!

As of old Saint An­drew heard it
By the Ga­li­le­an lake,
Turned from home and toil and kin­dred,
Leaving all for Je­sus’ sake.

Jesus calls us from the wor­ship
Of the vain world’s gold­en store,
From each id­ol that would keep us,
Saying, Chris­tian, love Me more!

In our joys and in our sor­rows,
Days of toil and hours of ease,
Still He calls, in cares and plea­sures,
Christian, love Me more than these!

Jesus calls us! By Thy mer­cies,
Savior may we hear Thy call,
Give our hearts to Thine obe­di­ence,
Serve and love Thee best of all.