DURING THE PRESENT CENTURY. 273 



TRANSLATION OF LE CHANT DES PECHEURS, 



The Fisherman's Song. 



Fairer than fields is the silver sea, 

 Better far is it there to be 



Where the blue sky shineth clear. 

 Should storm-clouds rise 

 To darken the skies, 



Yet Q-od will be with us there. 



Fearless will our boatie be 

 Jesus hath walked the troubled sea. 



Peter and Andrew, John and James, 

 Holy-days now bear their names, 



Fishermen, like ours their trade 

 Following their blessed Lord, 

 By the power of his Word 



Fishers of men's souls were made. 

 Fearless will our boatie be 

 Jesus hath walked the troubled sea. 



In the night-watch on the tide 

 They behold their Master glide 

 Spirit-like upon the wave 

 Peter his dear Lord to meet 

 Went but soon with sinking feet 

 Cried out to Him to save. 



Fearless will our boatie be 

 Jesus hath walked the troubled sea. 



