
Author: Thomas Moore, 1779-1852 Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #314 (1901) Meter: 11.10.11.10 First Line: Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish Lyrics: 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, when all others die, 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.
Amen.
Topics: Sanctification Languages: English Tune Title: COME, YE DISCONSOLATE
Come, ye Disconsolate