Text: | Come, O Thou Traveler unknown |
Author: | C. Wesley |
Tune: | PENIEL |
Composer: | J. Booth |
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 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 Yield to me now, for I am weak,
But confident in self-despair;
Speak to my heart, in blessing speak,
Be conquered by my instant prayer!
Speak or Thou never hence shalt move,
And tell me if Thy Name is Love.
4 '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 | |
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First Line: | Come, O Thou Traveler unknown |
Author: | C. Wesley |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1920 |
Topic: | General |