hymnal 134
1 In fancy I stood by the shore, one day, of the bautiful murm'ring sea;
I saw the great crowds as they thronged the way, of the stranger of Galilee;
I saw how teh man who was blind from birth, in a moment was made to see;
2 His look of compassion, His words of love, They shall never forgotten be;
Wehn sin sick and helpless He saw me there, This stranger of Galilee;
He show'd me His hand and His riven side, and He whispered "It was for thee!"
3 I heard Him speak peace tot he angry waves, of that turbulent, raging sea;
And lo! at His word are the waters stilled, This Stranger of Galilee;
A peaceful a quiet, and holy calm, now and ever abides with me;
4 Come, ye who are driven and tempest toss'd, and His gracious salvation see;
He'll quiet life's storms with His "Peace, be still!" This Stranger of Galilee;
He bids me to go and th story tell, what He ever to you will be.