1 Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish,
Come, at the mercy seat fervently kneel;
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish,
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.
2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying,
Hope of the penitent, advocate sure;
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure.
3 Here waits the Saviour, gentle and loving,
Ready to meet you, his grace to reveal;
On him your burden cast, trustfully coming;
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.
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First Line: | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish |
Author: | Thomas Moore (1779-1852) |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1986 |
Topic: | The gospel: Invitation |