I Will Not Let Thee Go

1Come,
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.

2I 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.

3In 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.