1.
From fisher's net, from fig-tree's shade,
God gathers whom He will;
Touched by His grace, such men are made
His purpose to fulfil.
2. So Matthew left his golden gains
To heed the Master's call;
His soul the love of Christ constrains
Through faith to give up all.
3. O grant us grace as to Thy call
We faithful strive to be;
And, cheerfully forsaking all,
May follow only Thee.