March 2, 2012 § 1 Comment
St. Luke’s School is learning a new hymn for Lent. “Come Ye Disconsolate” (by Thomas More, pub. 1816, arr by Thomas Hastings, 1831) is found in Lift Every Voice and Sing II. In my mind it enacts the spirit of Lent, announcing God’s welcome to us and love for us in the midst of our deepest sorrows and sins, and promising healing at every turn and for every hurt; what Alexander Schmemann called the “sad brightness” of Lent.
– The Rev. Mary Foulke
Come Ye Disconsolate
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 heav’n 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 heav’n cannot cure.”
Here see the bread of life, see waters flowing
Forth from the throne of God, pure from above.
Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing
Earth has no sorrow but heav’n can remove.