| Text: | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish |
| Author: | T. Moore |
| Tune: | CONSOLATION |
| Composer: | S. Webbe |
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 heaven 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 heaven can remove.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish |
| Author: | T. Moore |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1920 |
| Topic: | General: Home and Personal Use |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |
| Tune Information | |
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| Name: | CONSOLATION |
| Composer: | S. Webbe |
| Meter: | 11.10.11.10. |
| Key: | Dâ™ Major |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |