1 I will not let Thee go, Thou Guest divine,
Until Thy name I know, by word or sign;
Art Thou the Man who died, between thieves crucified?
Until Thy name I know,bI will not let Thee go.
2 What though the day should break, the shadows flee,
Thy leave Thou shalt not take, I’ll cleave to Thee;
Thy touch my powers may numb, till, halting, I succumb,
But till Thy name I know, I will not let Thee go.
3 What marks are these I see, upon Thy brow?
O Man of Calvary, I read Thee now;
I read Thy lineage well: make Jacob, Israel!
My suit till Thou bestow, I will not let Thee go.
4 The cross Thou didst endure. the cup, the shame;
Ah, yes, I’m doubly sure Thou art the same:
The Rock, once riven for me, the Rod, that smote death’s sea,
Thy blessing floods me so, O, Lord! I let Thee go!
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #16101