Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) ‎#329

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

1 Come, you disconsolate, where'er ye 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.

2 Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying,
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure,
Here speaks the Comforter, in mercy saying,
Earth has no sorrow 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.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish
• Meter: 11s & 10s
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1870
• Topic: Christians: their life and experience; Prayer
• Notes: Author from index: T. Moore

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