Written (in Short Hand) During a Journey from London to Norwich, July 1754.

In the name of the Lord,
Vnd the strength of His word,
A-fishing we go:
J'his our only delight and employment below.
As fishing for men
Our labour again
With joy we repeat,
And again, till we catch the whole race in our net.

With the blessing Divine
On our net and our line.
We labour for souls; shoals.
And at Jesu's command we shall take them in
On the right we shall cast,
And catch them at last,
If our toil He approve, love.
With the hook of His power, and the bait of His

O Saviour, be nigh
Thy word to apply,
Thy gospel to bless,,
And crown our attempts with abundant success!
The profligate poor
VVith a pardon allure
Their Lord to embrace,
And captivate all with the offers of grace.

"With favour look on,
While we let the net down,
Down into the deep.
And enclose such a number as sinks the old ship.
Nor shall our hearts shrink
Though the vessel should sink;
Nor will we repine,
To be lost in an ocean of mercy Divine.