Here you will find the Poem Fishers Of Men of poet Alfred Noyes
Long, long ago, He said, He who could wake the dead And walk upon the sea- 'Come, follow Me. Leave your brown nets and bring Only your hearts to sing, Only your souls to pray, Rise, come away. Shake out your spirit-sails, And brave those wilder gales, And I will make you then Fishers of men.' Was this, then, what He meant? Was this His high intent, After two thousand years Of blood and tears? God help us, if we fight For right and not for might. God help us if we seek To shield the weak. Then, though His heaven be far From this blind welter of war, He'll bless us, on the sea From Calvary.
