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.Сабър, Сабър, Раб Иса'дан Лютуф Гетирир Эгамизга ҳамду санолар бўлсин Асман бизге ачык Худо муҳаббат, чи қадар хуш аст lw mhmạ kạnt Униб чиқади Aleluja, Boh nám dal tento čas سۉيۉۉ ۔ بۇل جارىق كۉن، جارقىتات جۉزدۅردۉ Manana fiorenana ny fiangonan'i Kristy В пещере мрачной погребен
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