Come Ye Disconsolate

Am F C F Am G Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish, Am F C F G Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel. Am F C Am Dmaj7 Here bring your wounded hearts, here turn your anguish; F G C Earth has no sorrow heav’n cannot heal. Am F C F Am G Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, Am F C F G Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure! Am F C Am Dmaj7 Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, F G C “Earth has no sorrow that heav’n cannot cure.” Am F C F Am G Here see the bread of life, see waters flowing Am F C F G Forth from the throne of God, pure from above. Am F C Am Dmaj7 Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing F G C Earth has no sorrow heav’n cannot remove.