Latter-Day Saints Congregational Hymns ‎#67

67. Come, Come, Ye Saints

1. Come, come, ye Saints, no toil nor labor fear,
But with joy wend your way;
Tho’ 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 should 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!

3. We’ll find the place which God for us prepar’d,
Far away in the West;
Where none shall come to hurt or make afraid;
There the Saints will be blessd.
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!

4. And should we die before our journeys thro’,
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,
O how we’ll make this chorus swell–
All is well! All is well!

Text Information

• First Line: Come, come, ye Saints, no toil nor labor fear
• Title: Come, Come, Ye Saints
• Author: W. Clayton
• Refrain First Line: All is well! All is well!
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1919

Tune Information

• Name: [Come, come, ye Saints, no toil nor labor fear]
• Incipit: 11231 71234 31217
• Key: A♭ Major