407. Come, O thou Traveller unknown

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 misery or sin 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 is 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.

Text Information
First Line: Come, O thou Traveller unknown
Author: Charles Wesley 1707-1788
Meter: 88 88 88
Language: English
Publication Date: 2000
Scripture: ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ;
Topic: Lent II: Year C; Proper 6: Year C; Proper 13: Year A
Tune Information
Name: DAVID'S HARP
Composer: Robert King, 1676-1713
Meter: 88 88 88
Key: D Major
Source: The Divine Companion, 1709



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