"He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds
curing their pains and their sorrows."
Psalm 147:3
curing their pains and their sorrows."
Psalm 147:3
Come ye disconsolate, wherever ye languish,
Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel;
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish:
Earth has no sorrows that heaven cannot heal.
Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying,
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure!
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,
"Earth has no sorrows that heaven cannot cure."
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."
Amen.
"Come, Ye Disconsolate"
(1816)
The original song of
The original song of
Thomas Moore
(1779-1852)
Irish poet
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