1 I seem to see one walking
By the sea of Galilee;
I think I hear Him talking,
O will He speak to me?
I wish He might draw nearer
That I His face could see:
I wonder who this Man can be?

O don’t you know Him?
This Man of Galilee?
O don’t you know Him?
The Christ of Calvary?
O don’t you know Him?
My Comrade, true is He,
Who died for you and me.

2 I seem to hear Him praying
In the garden shadows dim,
I wonder what He’s saying?
Would I might be with Him.
I’ll draw a little nearer,
Perhaps He’ll pray for me:
I wonder who this Man can be?

O don’t you know Him?
This Man of Galilee?
O don’t you know Him?
The Christ of Calvary?
O don’t you know Him?
My Comrade, true is He,
Who died for you and me.

3 But now I see Him dying
On the cross of Calvary,
I kneel before Him crying,
“Have mercy, Lord, on me!”
I feel my sins forgiven,
Thro’ His atoning blood
I know this is the Son of God.

O yes, I know Him,
This Man of Galilee?
O yes, I know Him,
The Christ of Calvary?
O yes, I know Him,
My Comrade, true is He,
Who died for you and me.

4 We walk and talk together,
And I never know a fear.
In fair and stormy weather,
My comrade still is near,
My Comrade is my Saviour,
Whose blood is all my plea,
I know it will avail for me.

O yes, I know Him,
This Man of Galilee?
O yes, I know Him,
The Christ of Calvary?
O yes, I know Him,
My Comrade, true is He,
Who died for you and me.