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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 hath no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.
2 Joy of the comfortless, light of the straying,
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure;
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying--
Earth hath 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 hath no sorrow but heaven can remove.
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First Line: | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish |
Meter: | 11,10. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1893 |
Topic: | The Cross and Comfort |
Notes: | T. Moore. |