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THE GALILEAN FISHERS

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jan 16, 1913

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 90, No. 3.

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THE GALILEAN FISHERS

By Kate T. Goode

Kate T. Goode
“We have toiled the whole of the night!” They were weary, heart and hand, With the strength put forth for naught; and the dawn rose pale and gray. “We have taken nothing!” they said; but One drew nigh on the sand, And He saw their tired faces, and the nets that idle lay.
O, the Master of all was He, and greater than wind or tide, And His heart was touched with pity at the weary looks they wore; And He said, “Cast down the net!” Then from the vessel’s side Their strength could scarcely draw it, for the weight of the fish it bore.
“We have taken nothing,” they said; has it died away, that cry? Is it echoed back from none save the Galilean hill? Across no other wave, and beneath no other sky? Master and Lord, of us all, dost Thou not hear it still?
We are toilers on life’s sea; art Thou not one of our band? Aye, with the pitying heart and the tender love of old! Bid us cast down the net; at the voice of Thy command, For the labor we put forth, we shall draw a hundred-fold!
— Sunday School Times.