Rob Gardner - Come, Come Ye Saints (reprise) lyrics

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 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!