
Author: Thomas Moore; Thomas Hastings Hymnal: Our Great Redeemer's Praise #347 (2022) Meter: 11.10.11.10 First Line: Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish Lyrics: 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. Topics: The Holy Spirit Comfort; Funeral Scripture: Isaiah 55:1-12 Languages: English Tune Title: CONSOLATION
Come, Ye Disconsolate