Come, O thou Traveler unknown
1
Come, O thou Traveler 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 me 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.