607. 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, (sts. 1-2): Thomas Moore, 1779-1852
Author (st. 3): Thomas Hastings, 1784-1872
Meter: 11 10 11 10
Language: English
Publication Date: 2006
Topic: Confession, Forgiveness; Invitation; Healing (1 more...)
Tune Information
Name: CONSOLATOR
Composer: Samuel Webbe Sr., 1740-1816
Meter: 11 10 11 10
Key: C Major



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