Autumn Glory - 22

Here we have an autumnal view of Clarendon Dock in Belfast - this is where I go two or three times a year for examining meetings. The dock is now dry - there are no longer any boats there. Well, today is St Andrew's Day, and Jesus called Andrew and Simon to leave their boats and follow him.



Jesus calls us! - o'er the tumult
Of our life's wild restless sea
Day by day his sweet voice soundeth,
Saying, 'Christian, follow me':

As of old Saint Andrew heard it
By the Galilean lake,
Turned from home, and toil, and kindred,
Leaving all for his dear sake.

Jesus calls us from the worship
Of the vain world's golden store,
From each idol that would keep us,
Saying, 'Christian, love me more.'

In our joys and in our sorrows,
Days of toil and hours of ease,
Still he calls, in cares and pleasures,
'Christian, love me more than these.'

Jesus calls us! - by thy mercies,
Saviour, may we hear thy call,
Give our hearts to thy obedience,
Serve and love thee best of all.

These glorious words were written by Mrs C F Alexander - a native of Northern Ireland. She may well have sailed from Clarendon Dock on many an occasion.

Happy Feast! (or Solemnity if you live in Scotland)