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2132. 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 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
Title: Come, Ye Disconsolate
Author: Thomas Moore
Alterer: Thomas Hastings
Meter: 11.10.11.10
Language: English
Publication Date: 2003
Copyright: Public Domain
Tune Information
Name: CONSOLATOR
Composer: Samuel Webb Sr.
Meter: 11.10.11.10
Key: C Major
Copyright: Public Domain



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