and he said come and follow me. i’m calling out, i want you to be
a fisherman to fish for those who’re drowning in a scowling sea

a sea of loneliness and pain; confusion, hurt, worry, shame
i’m holding out my hand and yet they don’t hear me call their names

i want you to be the one to tell them that the kingdom’s come
and give them all the truth and joy that you’ve been given by the son

will you go wherever i lead
be light in the dark
be salt in the street
will you go no matter the cost
will you live for the lost
so they’ll know of the cross
will you go...

i said oh, no, lord not me. i’m not good enough to go you see
i mean, what if they laugh or worst. start throwing things and i get hurt

besides that, what would i say. i think there’s been a big mistake
lord, please ask this of someone else. i can’t go...i’m too afraid

i want you to be the one to tell them that the kingdom’s come
and give them all the truth and joy that you’ve been given by the son

will you go wherever i lead
be light in the dark
be salt in the street
will you go no matter the cost
will you live for the lost
so they’ll know of the cross
will you go...

and he said yes, some will cover their ears and they will not want to hear
you must stand and say it still, be brave my child and do not fear

for it is my words you’ll speak and a promise i will keep
you safe and sound within my will...i’m your strength when you’re weak

i will go wherever you lead
be the light in the dark
and be salt in the street
i will go no matter the cost
i will live for the lost
so they’ll know of the cross
i will go...