Fishers of Men

Fishers of fish, before you could see
Now fishers of men and all in A.D.

Great men of the cloth, reach out with your cast
Reel me in steady, 'till heaven at last

Fix my eyes always, on Christ as the Host
For this world shall pass, only then may we toast

To His divine ways, not understood yet
The veil will be lifted, good fish of the net