Lord, when you came to the seashore,
You weren’t seeking the wise
or the wealthy,
But only asking that I might follow.

Oh Lord, in my eyes you were gazing
Kindly smiling,
my name you were saying,
All I treasured,
I have left on the sand there
Close to you,
I will find other seas.

Lord, have you need of my labor
hands for service,
a heart made for loving
My arms for lifting
the poor and broken.

Oh Lord, in my eyes you were gazing
Kindly smiling,
my name you were saying,
All I treasured,
I have left on the sand there
Close to you,
I will find other seas.