Verse 1
In the name of the Lord,
In the strength of His word,
A-fishing we go;
’Tis our only delight and employment below.
As fishers for men
Our labour again
With joy we repeat,
And again till we catch the whole race in our net.

Verse 2
With the blessing Divine
On our net and our line
We labour for souls,
And at Jesu’s command we shall take them in shoals.
On the right we shall cast
And catch them at last
If our toil He approve,
With the hook of His power, and the bait of His love.

Verse 3
O Saviour be nigh
Thy word to apply,
Thy gospel to bless,
And crown our attempts with abundant success!
The profligate poor
With a pardon allure
Their Lord to [embrace,
And captivate all] with the offers of grace.

Verse 4
With favour look on
While we let the net down,
Down into the deep,
And enclose such a number as sinks the old ship.
Nor shall our hearts shrink
Though the vessel should sink,
Nor will we repine
To be lost in an ocean of mercy Divine.