1 Galilean, meek and lowly,
Son of God and Man, so holy,
We would gladly come and follow Thee;
Joyous youth and joyous maiden,
See, we come all treasure laden,
Foll’wers Thine for aye to be.
Tell us, O tell us, what yet awaits us,
If we will follow Thee alone;
Tell us, O tell us, are crowns of glory
Waiting us for battles won?
Refrain:
“Come to Me thy all forsaking,
And thy heart in sorrow breaking,
I will heal and joy divine will give;
Feed thee on the bread of heaven,
Speak the peace of sins forgiven,
Look on me, O soul, and live.”
2 Galilean, Thou has won us,
Though the friends of earth may shun us,
Thou a greater friend than all will be;
Earthly riches cannot measure,
Wealth from Thee a priceless treasure,
Lasts through all eternity.
Tell us, O tell us, wilt Thou receive us,
If we surrender all to Thee?
Tell us, O tell us, willing and waiting,
Ever, only Thine to be. [Refrain]
Source: Jubilate : A Modern Sunday-School Hymnal #102