Hymn
Come, Ye Disconsolate
CONSOLATOR · 11.10.11.10 · words Thomas Moore · music Samuel Webbe
1.Come, ye disconsolate, wher'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.
Try these words on another tune
- PERFECT LOVE — Joseph Barnby
Other words for this tune
- Longing After God — The Psalter, 1912
- Brightest and Best of the Sons of the Morning — Reginald Heber
- O Perfect Love — Dorothy Frances Gurney
Same meter but needs editorial underlay: MORNING STAR.
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