A little East of Jordan,
Evangelists record,
A Gymnast and an Angel
Did wrestle long and hard
Till morning touching mountain
And Jacob, waxing strong,
The Angel begged permission
To Breakfast to return!
Not so, said cunning Jacob!
"I will not let thee go
Except thou bless me" Stranger!
The which acceded to
Light swung the silver fleeces
"Peniel" Hills beyond,
And the bewildered Gymnast
Found he had worsted God!
