This Far By Faith ‎#186

186. 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, 1779-1852 (sts. 1-2)
• Author: Thomas Hastings, 1784-1872 (st. 3)
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1999
• Scripture:
  Hebrews 4:16
• Topic: Healing, Forgiveness; Holy Communion; Struggle, Faith

Tune Information

• Name: CONSOLATOR
• Composer: Samuel Webbe, 1740-1816
• Key: C Major