Come, Ye Disconsolate

Come, ye disconsolate, where'er you languish

Come, at the mercy seat, fervently kneel

Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish

Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal

Joy of the desolate, light of the straying

Hope when all others die, fadeless and pure

Here speaks the Comforter, in God's name saying

Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure

Go ask the Infinite what good he brings us

What joy for aching hearts He can reveal

Sweet as a heavenly promise of seeings us

Earth has no sorrow that God cannot heal