祂知道。

He knew.

这样做的人何等

How few there are

之少。

who do.

有了如此

With nets

满网沸腾的银鳞，

so silver-seething full,

我们还遗憾——

our one regret—

海里更多，

the sea holds more,

海里更多。

the sea holds more.

何等容易忘记

How easy to forget

在海岸上的那一位啊，

that Figure on the shore,

我们心安理得

accepting as our due

收取这几乎撑破的一网，

the breaking net

没有欣喜的呼喊：

without the happy shout,

“是主！”

"It is the Lord!"