“The harvest is plenty, workers are few”
And He said, “Come and follow me”
“And, through me, you will help them see”
Peter was out fishing with Andrew
The brothers of thunder were fishing too
And He said, “Come and follow me”
“And fishers of men, you will be”
Then, a tax collector came into view
And He said, “Come and follow me”
No matter what you may have done before
He still says, “Come and follow me”
He calls you to a life of so much more
He cries out, “Come and follow me”
And we follow Him, for Him we adore
((May 31st,2003))
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I would like to translate this poem
love it! the rhythmic devices of 'ore'', expecially in the last few lines gives the poems meaning more impact. brilliant! Aeraliece