The Voice of Praise ‎#850

850. Come, ye disconsolate! where'er ye languish

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 heaven can not 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 heaven can not 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 heaven can remove.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, ye disconsolate! where'er ye languish
• Author: Moore
• Meter: 11s & 10s
• Publication Date: 1873
• Scripture:
  Psalm 50:15
  ;
  Jude 1:12
• Topic: Provisions of the Gospel: Invitations and Promises; Consolation for the Penitent

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