Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish,
Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish;
Earth has no sorrow 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 sorrow that Heaven cannot cure"
I said, earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure