1 O I love to think of Jesus as he sat beside the sea,
Where the waves were only murm'ring on the strand;
When he sat within the boat, on the silver wave afloat
Where he taught the waiting people on the land.
O I love to think of Jesus by the sea,
O I love to think of Jesus by the sea,
And I love the precious Word,
Which he spake to them that heard,
While he taught the waiting people by the sea.
2 O I love to think of Jesus as he walked upon the sea,
When the waves were rolling fearfully and grand;
How the winds and waves were still, at the bidding of his will,
While he bro't his loved disciples safe to land.
O I love to think of Jesus by the sea,
O I love to think of Jesus by the sea,
How he walked upon the wave,
His beloved ones to save,
While he bro't them safely o'er the stormy sea.
3 O I love to think of Jesus as he walked beside the sea,
Where the fishers spread their nets upon the shore;
How he bade them follow him and forsake the paths of sin,
And to be his true disciples evermore.
O I love to think of Jesus by the sea,
O I love to think of Jesus by the sea,
And I long to leave my all,
At my dear Redeemer's call,
And his true disciple evermore to be.
Source: Minnetonka Songs: for Sabbath Schools, compiled especially for the Minnetonka Sabbath-School Assembly #12
First Line: | O I love to think of Jesus as He sat beside the sea Where the waves were only murm'ring on the strand (Cushing) |
Title: | Jesus By the Sea |
Author: | W. O. Cushing |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |