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.
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5. Come, ye disconsolate,
where’er ye languish,
Come, at the shrine
of God fervently kneel;
Here bring your wounded hearts;
here tell your anguish;
Earth has no sorrow
that heaven cannot heal.
6. Come, ask the infidel
what boon he brings us,
What charm for aching hearts
he can reveal,
Sweet is that heavenly
promise Hope sings us—
“Earth has no sorrow
that God cannot heal.”