Jacob Wrestling With the Angel
Friedrich Wilhelm Krummacher
Paperback
(Forgotten Books, July 4, 2012)
Now, hj that touch, Mysterious man! I know Thy natures more than human! Let thee go! Not till thou bless me. I f, through all the night, My daring, struggling limbs increased in might; If thou thy strength attempered een to mine. If thus resisting I overmastered thine; Then wilt thou too, my daring speech approve. For all thy wrestling was but tender love! My name is Jacob thou hast made me bold, Thine arms that have repel Pdme, must enfold! Thou shalt, Oh Wondrous Stranger! eer we part Stamp thine eternal blessing on my heart! Thy name no more is Jacob !T hou hast seen By faiths keen vision, what thy trials mean! Thy name is Israel !K nighted Prince of God! For thou with him the wrestling ring hast trod! Nay cease! Ask not for my peculiar name, Enough to knpw twill put thy foes to shame: Take this white stone tis deeply graven there, With thine, a token of prevailing prayer! Forth to thy work thy darkest dangers brave. My name goes with thee, and tis strong to save! American Editor.(Typographical errors above are due to OCR software and don't occur in the book.)About the Publisher Forgotten Books is a publisher of historical writings, such as: Philosophy, Classics, Science, Religion, History, Folklore and Mythology.Forgotten Books' Classic Reprint Series utilizes the latest technology to regenerate facsimiles of historically important writings. Careful attention has been made to accurately preserve the original format of each page whilst digitally enhancing the aged text. Read books online for free at