Oh Lord, we’ll see
If you’ll meet me
On the pristine shores of the Galilee
As one of Three
You walked the sea
‘Twas there you found your ministry
Above that sea
By an olive tree?
You taught of true humility
Your guarantee
Has set me free
You are my hope and heaven’s key
Oh Lord, my plea
Is you’ll meet me
On the pristine shores of the Galilee
And there will be a jubilee
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