1. Come, come, ye saints, no toil nor labor fear; But with joy wend your way. Though hard to you the journey may appear, Grace shall be as your day. We have living Lord to guide, And we can trust Him to provide; Do this, and joy your hearts will swell: All is well! All is well! 2. We'll find the rest which God for us prepared, When at last He will call; Where none will come to hurt or make afraid, He will reign over all. We will make the air with music ring, Shout praise to God our Lord and King: O how we'll make the chorus swell: All is well! All is well!