E168. 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: Thomas Moore
Meter: 11 10, 11 10.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1913
Topic: Care and Guidance
Tune Information
Name: COME, YE DISCONSOLATE
Composer: Samuel Webbe
Meter: 11 10, 11 10.
Key: D Major



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