227. 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, 1779-1852
Alterer: Thomas Hastings, 1784-1872
Meter: 11 10.11 10.
Language: English
Publication Date: 2011
Scripture:
Topic: The Christian Life: Call to Discipleship; Consolation; Invitation
Tune Information
Name: CONSOLATOR
Composer: Samuel Webbe, Sr., 1740-1816
Meter: 11 10.11 10.
Key: C Major
Source: A Collection of Motetts or Antiphons, London, 1792



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