1. They cast their nets in Ga­li­lee
Just off the hills of brown,
Such hap­py, simple fish­er­folk
Before the Lord came down.

2. Contented, peace­ful fish­er­men,
Before they ev­er knew
The peace of God that filled their hearts
Brim­-full, and broke them too.

3. Young John, who trimmed the flap­ping sail
Alone on Pat­mos died.
Peter, who hauled the teem­ing net,
Head down was cru­ci­fied.

4. The peace of God, it is no peace,
But strife closed in the sod.
Yet, bro­thers, pray for but one thing—
The mar­vel­ous peace of God.