Stuck in the middle

No, it’s not fully the day Nor it’s the night yet I am a bit sleepy Not fully awake yet The moon hid behind the clouds The sun is not out yet Who calls my name? No one is seen yet She liked me from yonder— Haven’t touched my heart yet No yearning, no longing— It is not fully love yet I am dying little by little— Haven’t lived my life yet Neither a Saint nor a Satan— I am struggling to be a man yet; O Lord, hold my place in heaven I am not out of the hell yet.