disconsolate, ye languish ye Come, where’er

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