366. Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish

1 Come, you disconsolate, where'er you languish,
Come, at the mercy-seat, fervently kneel:
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish;
Earth has no sorrows that heaven cannot heal.
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish;
Earth has no sorrows that heaven cannot heal.

2 Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying,
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure,
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,
Earth has no sorrows that heaven cannot cure.
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,
Earth has no sorrows that heaven cannot cure.

3 Here see the Bread of Life; see waters flowing
Forth from the throne of God, boundless in love;
Come to the feast prepared; come, ever knowing
Earth has its sorrows but heaven can remove.
Come to the feast prepared; come, ever knowing
Earth has its sorrows but heaven can remove.

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish
Author: Thomas Moore (1816)
Author: Thomas Hastings (1832)
Meter: 11s, 10s
Language: English
Publication Date: 1899
Topic: Accepted Time; Gospel Call; Mercy Seat (1 more...)
Tune Information
Name: ALMA
Composer: Samuel Webbe
Meter: 11s, 10s



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