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
comfortless, 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.
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