African American Heritage Hymnal ‎#421

421. Come, Ye Disconsolate

1 Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish -
Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel;
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish;
Earth has no sorrow that heav’n 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 sorrow that heav’n cannot cure.”

3 Here see the Bread of Life, see waters flowing
Forth from the throne of God, pure from above:
Come to the feast of love - come ever knowing
Earth has no sorrow but heav’n can remove.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish
• Title: Come, Ye Disconsolate
• Author (st. 1-2): Thomas Moore, 1779-1852
• Author (st. 3): Thomas Hastings, 1784-1872
• Meter: 11 10 11 10
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2001
• Scripture:
  Isaiah 41:10
• Topic: Confession and repentance; God: Love and Mercy

Tune Information

• Name: CONSOLATOR
• Composer: Samuel Webbe, 1740-1816
• Meter: 11 10 11 10
• Key: C Major