1. The Ga- li- le- an fish- ers toil all night, and no- thing take; But Je- sus comes,\- a won- drous spoil is lift- ed from the lake. Lord, when our la- bors are in vain and vain the help of men, When fruit- less is our care and pain, Come bless- ed Je- sus then!

2. The night is dark, the sur- ges fill the bark, the wild winds roar; But Je- sus comes and all is still,\- the ship is at the shore. O Lord, when storms a- round us howl, and all is dark and drear, In all the tem- pests of the soul, O bless- ed Je- sus hear.

3. A frail one, thrice de- ny- ing Thee saw mer- cy in Thine eyes, The pen- i- tent up- on the tree was borne to Par- a- dise. In hours of sin and deep dis- tress o show us, Lord, Thy Face, In pen- i- ten- tial lone- li- ness, O give us Je- sus grace!

4. The faith- ful few re- tire in fear to their closed up- per room; But sud- den- ly with joy- ful cheer they see their Mast- er come. Lord come to us, un- loose our bands and bid our ter- rors cease, Lift o- ver us Thy bless- ed hands, Speak, ho- ly Je- sus Peace!

5. In days, when faith will scarce be found, and wolves be in the fold, When sin and sor- row will a- bound and char- i- ty wax cold, Then hear Thy saints, who to Thee pray to bring them to their home, Hear when the Bride and Spi- rit say, "Come, Bless- ed Je- sus, Come!"