I came across a blog the other day, Restoring Virtue, and enjoyed the poem in one of the posts.  The blogger, Emily, was happy for me to reblog
the post, but as I’m new to this I’ve struggled.  I’ve copied the poem below, but you can go to Emily’s blog with the link above.

The poem is by Leila Morris

In fancy I stood on the shore, one day,

Of a beautiful murm’ring sea;                                                                                             I saw the great crowds as they thronged the way                                                           Of the stranger of Galilee.

I saw how the man who was blind from birth,                                                                   In a moment was made to see;                                                                                         The lame were made whole by the matchless skill                                                             Of the stranger of Galilee.

He showed me His hand and His riven side,                                                                       And He whispered, “It was for thee!”                                                                               My burden fell off at the pierced feet                                                                                 Of the stranger of Galilee.

I heard Him speak peace to the angry waves,                                                                     Of that turbulent, raging sea;                                                                                        And lo! at His word are the waters stilled,                                                                   This stranger of Galilee.

A peaceful, a quiet, a holy calm,                                                                                   Now ever abides with me;                                                                                                 He holdeth my life in His mighty hands,                                                                     This stranger of Galilee.

Come ye who are driven, and tempest tossed,                                                               And His gracious salvation see;                                                                                   He’ll quiet life’s storms with His “Peace, be still!”                                                               This stranger of Galilee.

He bids me to go and the story tell-                                                                              What He ever to you will be,                                                                                               If you’ll only let Him be with you abide,                                                                         This stranger of Galilee.

Oh, my friend, won’t you love Him forever?                                                                     So gracious and tender is He!                                                                                        Accept Him today as your Savior,                                                                                     This stranger of Galilee.

~By Leila Morris