Wartburg Hymnal ‎#293

293. Come, ye disconsolate, where'er you 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 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 you languish
• Author: Th. Moore
• Publication Date: 1918
• Topic: Cross and Comfort
• Notes: Tune: CONSOLATOR

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