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Lyrics:Charles Wesley
Music:John B. Dykes
Meter:8.8.8.8.8.8

This hymn has a unique tune

 

 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.

 

 4  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,

    And tell me if Thy name be Love.

 

 5  'Tis Love! 'Tis Love! Thou diedst for me;

    I hear Thy whisper in my heart;

    The morning breaks, the shadows flee:

    Pure, universal Love Thou art;

    To me, to all Thy mercies move;

    Thy nature and Thy name is Love.

 

 6  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, I run,

    Through all eternity to prove

    Thy nature and Thy name is Love.