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424. 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 (1816)
Arranger: Thomas Hastings (1831)
Topic: Invitation
Source: Timeless Truths (http://library.timelesstruths.org/music/Come_Ye_Disconsolate); The Cyber Hymnal (http://www.hymntime.com/tch/htm/c/y/cydiscon.htm)
Tune Information
Composer: Samuel Webbe, Sr. (1792)
Key: C Major
Source: Timeless Truths (http://library.timelesstruths.org/music/Come_Ye_Disconsolate); The Cyber Hymnal (http://www.hymntime.com/tch/htm/c/y/cydiscon.htm)

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