Come, ye disconsolate, where'er you languish Come, at 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 when all others die, fadeless and pure Here speaks the Comforter, in God's name saying Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure Go ask the Infinite what good he brings us What joy for aching hearts He can reveal Sweet as a heavenly promise of seeings us Earth has no sorrow that God cannot heal