622   Come Come Ye Saints




[1]
Come come ye saints no toil nor labor fear;
But with joy wend your way.
Though hard to you the journey may appear
Grace shall be as your day.
We have a living Lord to guide
And we can trust Him to provide;
Do this and joy your hearts will swell:
All is well! All is well!

[2]
We ll find the rest which God for us prepared
When at last He will call;
Where none will come to hurt or make afraid
He will reign over all.
We will make the air with music ring
Shout praise to God our Lord and King:
O how we ll make the chorus swell:
All is well! All is well!