Lord, when you came to the seashore You weren't seeking the wise or the wealthy, But only asking that I might follow. O Lord, in my eyes you were gazing, Kindly smiling, my name you were saying; All I treasured, I have left on the sand there; Close to You, I will find other seas. Lord, have you need of my labor, Hands for service, a heart made for loving, My arms for lifting the poor and broken? O Lord, in my eyes you were gazing, Kindly smiling, my name you were saying; All I treasured, I have left on the sand there; Close to You, I will find other seas.