In fair, unchanging beauty lies
The little Syrian sea,
The shining water Jesus loved
In far-off Galilee.
The dawns still touch its waves with light
And sunlight with its gold,
While sunsets mirror flowerlike hues
As in the days of old,
When by its waves our Master taught
The fatherhood of God,
And on its surface, Love-upheld,
His holy footsteps trod;
Or when in evening's cooling breeze,
And light of tender rose,
He healed the thronging multitudes
Of their dire earthly woes.
And it will be forever held
In hallowed memory,
For his dear sake who taught us how
Our Father's face to see,
And made us know the tender joy
Of Christ forever near,
Love's benediction touching us
With healing, now, and here.
