Misc Unsigned Bands - Adam wheatley - come ye disconsolate

^AmCome, ye dis^Fconsolate, wher^Ce’er ye l^Emanguish, ^AmCome to the ^Fmercy seat, ^Cfervently ^Fkneel. ^AmHere bring your ^Fwounded hearts, here ^Ctell your ^Emanguish; ^FEarth has no ^Csorrow that ^Gheaven cannot ^Amheal.

^AmJoy of the ^Fdesolate, light ^Cof the ^Emstraying, ^AmHope of the ^Fpenitent, ^Cfadeless and ^Fpure ^AmHere speaks the ^FComforter, ^Ctenderly ^Emsaying, ^FEarth has no s^Corrow that ^GHeaven can^Amnot cure.

^AmHere see the ^FBread of Life, see ^Cwaters ^Emflowing ^AmForth from the ^Fthrone of God, ^Cpure from ^Fabove. ^AmCome to the ^Ffeast of love, ^Ccome ever ^Emknowing ^FEarth has no ^Csorrow but ^Gheaven can ^Amremove.

^Ambehold the ^Fking is making ^Call things ^Emnew now ^Amso shall he ^Fwipe away all t^Cears from our ^Feyes; ^Amthere shall be ^Fno more death, no ^Ccrying nor ^Empain ^Fearth has no ^Csorrow that ^Gheaven can^Amnot heal