XLVI. Comforter of all that mourn

1 Jesus, comforter divine!
Consolations, Lord, are thine;
Mightiest comforts, full of good,
Worthy of the living God.

2 Thou shalt wipe all tears away,
Mid the blessed realms of day;
Thou shalt hush each rising sigh;
Sorrow, pain and death shall die.

3 Highest praises wait thy name,
Great, unchanging, glorious fame;
Jesus, comforter divine!
Praises, praises, Lord, be thine.

Text Information
First Line: Jesus, Comforter divine, Consolations
Title: Comforter of all that mourn
Meter: P. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Scripture: ; ;
Notes: Original
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