Come, come ye saints
No toil
Nor labor fear
But with joy wind 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
To this and joy
Your hearts will swell
All is well
All is well

Why should be morn
Or think our lot is hard
Tis not so
All is right
Why should we think
To earn a great reward
If we now shun the fight

Gird your loins
Fresh courage take
Our God will never us forsake
And soon we’ll have this tale to tell
All is well
All is well
We’ll find a place
Which God for us prepared
Far away in the west
Where none shall come
Who’ll hurt or make afraid
There the saints will be blessed

We’ll make the air with music ring
Shout praises to our God and King
Above the rest
These words will tell
All is well
All is well