The Lutheran Hymnary ‎#438

438. Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye 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 Heaven 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 Heaven can remove.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish
• Author: T. Moore (1816)
• v. 3 by: T. Hastings (1832)
• Meter: 11, 10. 4L.
• Publication Date: 1913
• Topic: The Church Year: Eleventh Sunday after Trinity; Invitation

Tune Information

• Name: [Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish]
• Composer: Samuel Webbe
• Meter: 11, 10. 4L.
• Key: C Major