Our Great Redeemer's Praise ‎#347

347. 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: Thomas Moore
• Alterer: Thomas Hastings (1831)
• Meter: 11.10.11.10
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2022
• Scripture:
  Isaiah 55:1-12
  ;
  John 6:33-60
  ;
  Hebrews 4:12-16
  ;
  Revelation 22:1-5
• Topic: The Holy Spirit: Comfort; Funeral

Tune Information

• Name: CONSOLATION
• Composer: Samuel Webbe (1792)
• Meter: 11.10.11.10
• Key: C Major