1 Come now, O traveler unknown
Whom still I hold but cannot view;
My company before is gone,
And I am left alone with you;
With you all night I mean to stay
And wrestle till the break of day.

2 I need not tell you who I am,
My misery and sin declare;
Yourself has called my by my name,
Look on your hands and read it there.
But who, I ask you, who are you?
Tell me your name, tell me anew.

3 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 you never more shall move,
And tell me if your name is Love.

4 O Love! O Love, you died for me;
I hear your whisper in my soul;
The morning breaks, the shadows flee,
Pure universal Love made whole.
To me, to all, your mercies move;
Your nature and your name is Love.