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!