Jesus calls us over the tumult
Of our life�s wild, restless, sea;
Day by day His sweet voice soundeth,
Saying, �Christian, follow Me!�

As of old Saint Andrew heard it
By the Galilean lake,
Turned from home and toil and kindred,
Leaving all for Jesus� sake.

Jesus calls us from the worship
Of the vain world�s golden store,
From each idol that would keep us,
Saying, �Christian, love Me more!�

In our joys and in our sorrows,
Days of toil and hours of ease,
Still He calls, in cares and pleasures,
�Christian, love Me more than these!�

Jesus calls us! By Thy mercies,
Savior may we hear Thy call,
Give our hearts to Thine obedience,
Serve and love Thee best of all.