I took a class on fishing
Then I set out to sea
I think that I am trying to do
What my Lord would want of me
I didn’t sleep at all last night
Too busy staring at the net
I haven’t seen a single fish
I’m hopeful, but not yet
Okay, okay the sun is up
I think I’ll read a book
Written by an expert fisherman
He knows how to set the hook
I’m ready now to try again
The sun is going down
I’ll throw this net in such a way
Those fish will have to come around
I’m getting kind of sleepy now
And I’m trying to stay afloat
I wonder if there is a hole
In the bottom of this boat
The morning is finally dawning
And I hear a voice from shore
“Child, have you any fish?”
I answer “no” but nothing more
“Cast your net on the right side
And you will find” he calls to me
I did the thing that stranger said
I caught one-hundred and fifty -three!
I think that stranger is my Lord
Who else could it be?
I could never have accomplished this
If it had been up to me
It’s you Lord, it’s all about you
It was never about me
I can see the fish laid on the coals
That you prepared for me
You didn’t need my striving, Lord
You didn’t need my toil
But you let me join you in your work
Just so I could share your joy
So when you call me in the future
I’ve got on my fisher’s coat
You can find me Lord, I’m ready
I’ll be resting in the boat
“Simon Peter went up, and drew the net to land full of great
fishes, an hundred and fifty and three: and for all there were so many, yet
was not the net broken. Jesus saith unto them, ‘Come and dine’….”
John 21: 11-12a (KJV).