This Is Music 5 (1962, 1968),
116
Come, Come, Ye Saints
Come, Come, Ye Saints
1. Come, come, ye Saints, no toil nor labour 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 striveOur useless cares from us to drive;Do this, and joy your hearts will swell,All is well! All is well!
2. We’ll find the 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.We’ll make the air with music ring,Shout praises to our God and King;Above the rest these words we’ll tell,All is well! All is well!