1 Jesus, comforter divine!
Consolations, Lord, are thine;
Mightiest comforts, full of good,
Worthy of the living God.
2 Thou shalt wipe all tears away,
Mid the blessed realms of day;
Thou shalt hush each rising sigh;
Sorrow, pain and death shall die.
3 Highest praises wait thy name,
Great, unchanging, glorious fame;
Jesus, comforter divine!
Praises, praises, Lord, be thine.
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First Line: | Jesus, Comforter divine, Consolations |
Title: | Comforter of all that mourn |
Meter: | P. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
Scripture: | ; ; |
Notes: | Original |