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115. 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, 1779–1852
Author (verse 3): Thomas Hastings, 1784–1872
Meter: 11 10 11 10
Language: English
Publication Date: 1985
Scripture:
Topic: Comfort; Funeral; Prayer and Supplication (2 more...)
Notes: Additional scripture reference from LDS canon: Doctrine and Covenants 136:29.
Tune Information
Name: [Come ye disconsolate where’er ye languish]
Composer: Samuel Webbe
Meter: 11 10 11 10
Incipit: 53165 54567 15333
Key: C Major



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