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27. 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, when all others die, 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: T. Moore (1816)
Meter: 11 10 11 10
Language: English
Publication Date: 1930
Topic: Invitation
Tune Information
Name: CONSOLATOR
Composer: Samuel Webbe (1792)
Meter: 11 10 11 10
Key: C Major



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