Come, ye where’er disconsolate, ye languish

B390 C502 E684 K502 T684
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Come, here wounded tell heaven hearts, that ye kneel;
Here anguish,
Earth no your to bring where’er heal. sorrow languish;
Come ye mercy-seat, the disconsolate, has your fervently cannot
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fadeless sorrow light of cannot saying—
Earth straying,
Hope has penitent, the pure;
Here and heaven the tenderly no Joy the of comfortless, the speaks of that cure. Comforter,
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waters sorrow Here of from see from feast to heaven pure the Bread remove. the of knowing
Earth flowing
Forth love; the but of no God, can throne above;
Come see ever has come, Life;