Lyrics
6.
Then Jesus went back to his home,
And his disciples followed him.
On the Sabbath day he would teach;
And those who knew him heard him preach;
They said, We know who this man is.
So who is he to preach to us?
But Jesus said, I prophesy
So they who do not know will see;
But they who know my family
Will never see, nor honor me.
To his twelve foll’wers then he called
And sent them out by two’s to heal.
Take nothing but your staff, he said,
No bag, no money, and no food.
Where people let you rest your head,
Stay there and work, and share their bread,
And if these folk receive you not,
Then shake their dust off of your feet.
So they preached: People should repent;
Cast out demons where’er they went.
The people wondered of them all,
Who gave them pow’rs to bless and heal?
Some said, John Baptist has been raised,
Others, Elijah! Lord be praised!
Some people claimed a prophet came;
So, soon King Herod heard of him.
King Herod bore guilt for his wife,
For whom he stripped from John his life:
When Herod took his brother’s bride,
Then John had cursed their sinful pride.
Herod would have him killed for this,
But feared to, for John’s righteousness.
So then came Herod’s birthday feast,
Where food and drink were all the best.
And there the daughter of his bride
Danced and enflamed his lust and pride,
Therefore he promised to give her
Whatever she should ask him for,
And she, to please her mother, said,
Give us John Baptist, just the head,
And this was on a platter brought,
The thing the vicious girl had sought.
John’s many mournful foll’wers came,
And laid his body in a tomb.
So Herod felt of guilt the twinge,
And sensed in Jesus John’s revenge.
Now the disciples all came home,
And now did Jesus comfort them,
Said, Let us go and rest awhile;
Out on the water we will sail.
The whole crowd saw them sail the boat;
They ran along the shore on foot.
And as the boat came in to shore,
Still he would teach them more and more.
While the red sunset shed a glow,
And a chill wind began to blow,
The people on the grass still sat,
And none of them had food to eat.
So Jesus said, Let them eat here,
But where was any food to spare?
Five loaves, two fish was all they had:
And Jesus took and blessed this food.
Behold! Five thousand folk were fed.
Then Jesus put his band of twelve
In the little vessel to leave,
Alone he went ’neath starlit sky,
Out on the mountainside to pray.
Over the waves along the coast
He saw the boat by weather tossed,
And in the fourth watch of the night
Upon the sea he put his feet,
They saw him walking on the sea,
And with one voice their fear did cry,
He stood and spoke the gunwale by,
Take heart, fear not, for it is I,
And in the boat with them he came,
So they fell down and worshiped him.
When to the other shore they came
A multitude confronted them,
Sick, lame and sore, so came they all,
And all that touched him were made well.
