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FIRST PART 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, | 5 |
| And wrestle till the break of day. | |
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| I need not tell thee who I am; | |
| My sin and misery declare; | |
| Thyself hast called me by my name; | |
| Look on thy hands, and read it there; | 10 |
| But who, I ask thee, who art thou? | |
| Tell me thy name, and tell me now. | |
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| In vain thou strugglest to get free; | |
| I never will unloose my hold: | |
| Art thou the Man that died for me? | 15 |
| The secret of thy love unfold; | |
| Wrestling, I will not let thee go | |
| Till I thy name, thy nature know. | |
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| Wilt thou not yet to me reveal | |
| Thy new, unutterable name? | 20 |
| 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. | |
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| What though my shrinking flesh complain | 25 |
| And murmur to contend so long? | |
| I rise superior to my pain; | |
| When I am weak, then am I strong! | |
| And when my all of strength shall fail, | |
| I shall with the God-man prevail. | 30 |
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SECOND PART YIELD to me now, for I am weak, | |
| But confident in self-despair; | |
| Speak to my heart, in blessings speak; | |
| Be conquered by my instant prayer; | |
| Speak, or thou never hence shalt move, | 35 |
| And tell me if thy name be Love. | |
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| ’T is Love! ’t is Love! Thou diedst for me; | |
| I hear thy whisper in my heart; | |
| The morning breaks, the shadows flee; | |
| Pure, universal Love thou art; | 40 |
| To me, to all, thy bowels move; | |
| Thy nature and thy name is Love. | |
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| My prayer hath power with God; the grace | |
| Unspeakable I now receive; | |
| Through faith I see thee face to face; | 45 |
| I see thee face to face and live! | |
| In vain I have not wept and strove; | |
| Thy nature and thy name is Love. | |
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| I know thee, Saviour, who thou art, | |
| Jesus, the feeble sinner’s friend; | 50 |
| Nor wilt thou with the night depart, | |
| But stay and love me to the end; | |
| Thy mercies never shall remove; | |
| Thy nature and thy name is Love. | |
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| The Sun of Righteousness on me | 55 |
| Hath risen, with healing in his wings; | |
| Withered my nature’s strength; from thee | |
| My soul its life and succor brings; | |
| My help is all laid up above; | |
| Thy nature and thy name is Love. | 60 |
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| Contented now upon my thigh | |
| I halt till life’s short journey end; | |
| All helplessness, all weakness, I | |
| On thee alone for strength depend; | |
| Nor have I power from thee to move; | 65 |
| Thy nature and thy name is Love. | |
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| Lame as I am, I take the prey; | |
| Hell, earth, and sin with ease o’ercome; | |
| I leap for joy, pursue my way, | |
| And, as a bounding hart, fly home; | 70 |
| Through all eternity to prove | |
| Thy nature and thy name is Love. | |
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