1. Come, O thou Traveller unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see; My company before is gone, And I am left alone with thee: With thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day. 2. I need not tell thee who I am, My sin and misery declare; Thyself hast called my by my name, Look on thy hands, and read it there: But who, I ask thee, who art thou? Tell me thy name, and tell me now. 3. In vain thou strugglest to get free, I never will unloose my hold: Art thou the Man that died for me? The secret of thy love unfold: Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy name, thy nature know. 4. Wilt thou not yet to me reveal Thy new, unutterable name? Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell; To know it now resolved I am: Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy name, thy nature know. 5. What though my shrinking flesh complain, And murmur to contend so long? I rise superior to my pain: When I am weak, than am I strong, And when my all of strength shall fail, I shall with the God-man prevail. |