Come, Come Ye Saints

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by William Clayton 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! Why should we mourn? Or think our lot is hard? Tis not so, all is bright Why we think to earn a great reward? If we now shun the fight Gird up 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 the place Which God for us prepared Far away, in the West Where none shall come To hurt of 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! Submitted by Anonymous

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