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In fancy I stood by the shore, one day,
Of the beautiful murm’ring sea;
I saw the great crowds
as they thronged the way
Of the Stranger of Galilee;
I saw how the man who
was blind from birth,
In a moment was made to see;
The lame was made whole
by the matchless skill
Of the Stranger of Galilee.
His look of compassion,
His words of love,
They shall never forgotten be;
When sin-sick and helpless
He saw me there,
This Stranger of Galilee;
He showed me His hand
and His riven side,
And He whispered, “It was for thee!”
My burden fell off at the pierced feet
Of the Stranger from Galilee.
I heard Him speak peace
to the 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;
He holdeth my life
in His mighty hands,
This Stranger of Galilee.
Come, ye who are driven
and tempest-tossed,
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 the story tell—
What He ever to you will be,
If only you let Him with you abide,
This Stranger of Galilee.
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