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Come, Ye Disconsolate

Tune: Consolator (Webbe) · Meter 11 10 11 10

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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.

Words: Thomas Moore (1779–1852), Thomas Hastings (1784–1872)
Music: Samuel Webbe (1740–1816); setting by unknown
Scripture: Jn 6:33-59, 7:37, Mt 11:28-30, Is 55:1-3, 53:5, Hos 14:4, Jn 14:16-17, 14:26, Rev 22:1
Public domain. From the Open Hymnal Project.