Lift Every Voice and Sing II ‎#147

147. 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 (sts 1-2): Thomas Moore (1779-1852)
• Author (st 3): Thomas Hasting (1784-1872)
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1993
• Topic: Hymns and Songs: Communion

Tune Information

• Name: [Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish]
• Composer: Sammuel Webbe (1740-1816)
• Key: C Major