590. 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 Hastings, 1784-1872
Meter: 11 10 11 10
Language: English
Publication Date: 2012
Scripture: ; ; ;
Topic: Body and Blood of Christ; Eucharist: Sacraments; Burdens (15 more...)
Tune Information
Composer: Samuel Webbe, 1740-1816
Meter: 11 10 11 10
Key: C Major

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