Come, where’er languish ye disconsolate, ye

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