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Come, Come ye saints, no toil nor labor fear
But with joy wend your way
Though hard to you this journey may appear
Grace shall be as your day
Tis better far for us to strive
Our useless cares from us to drive
Do this and joy your hearts will swell
All is well, All is well!
2.Why should we mourn or think our lot is hard?
Tis not so, all is right.
Why sould we think to earn a great reward
If we now shun the fight?
Gird up you loins; fresh courage take
Our God will never us forsake.
And soon well have this tale to tell
All is well, All is well!
3. Well find a place which God for us prepared,
Far away in the west
Where none shall come to hurt or make afraid;
There the Saints will be blessed
Well make the air with music ring,
Shout praises o our God and King;
Above the rest these words well tell
All is well, All is well!
4. And should we die before our journeys through
Happy day! All is well!
We then are free from toil and sorrow too;
With the just we shall dwell.
But if our lives are spared again
To see the Saints their rest obtain
Oh, how well make this chorus swell
All is well, All is well!