Come, ye disconsolate, wher'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.АРГАДААЧЫМ KAN LU NUNNAK INN KHA În străvechea Carte sfântă Ni Zan Yabi Jehovah Oslavuj Pána, veď celý svet spravuje slávne Голос Бога услышал я в пути. Аз имам тъй чуден Спасител Gökde meniň ýurdum ПО-ДОБРЕ ЕДИН ДЕН mjdạ llh mjdạ
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