1. Come, 0 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 and 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. Wilt thou not yet to me reveal thy new, unutterable name? Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell, to know it now resolved I am; wrestling, I will not let thee go, till I thy name, thy nature know. 5. 'Tis all in vain to hold thy tongue or touch the hollow of my thigh; though every sinew be unstrung, out of my arms thou shalt not fly; wrestling I will not let thee go till I thy name, thy nature know. 6. What though my shrinking flesh complain and murmur to contend so long? I rise superior to my pain: when I am weak then I am strong, and when my all of strength shall fail I shall with the God-man prevail. 7. Contented now upon my thigh I halt, till life's short journey end; all helplessness, all weakness I on thee alone for strength depend; nor have I power from thee to move: thy nature, and thy name is Love. 8. My strength is gone, my nature dies, I sink beneath thy weighty hand, faint to revive, and fall to rise; I fall, and yet by faith I stand; I stand and will not let thee go till I thy name, thy nature know. 9. 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. 10. '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. 11. My prayer hath power with God; the grace unspeakable I now receive; through faith I see thee face to face, I see thee face to face, and live! In vain I have not wept and strove- thy nature, and thy name is Love. 12. I know thee, Savior, who thou art, Jesus, the feeble sinner's friend; nor wilt thou with the night depart, but stay and love me to the end: thy mercies never shall remove, thy nature, and thy name is Love. 13. The Sun of Righteousness on me hath risen with healing in his wings: withered my nature's strength; from thee my soul its life and succor brings; my help is all laid up above; thy nature, and thy name is Love. 14. Lame as I am, I take the prey, hell, earth, and sin with ease overcome; I leap for joy, pursue my way, and as a bounding hart fly home, through all eternity to prove thy nature, and thy name is Love.
A hymn by Charles Wesley, which we sang (only 4 verses) in worship. It tells the story of Jacob wrestling with God.