Verse 1

Come, come, ye Saints, no toil nor labor fear; But with joy wend your way. Tho hard to you the journey may appear, Grace shall be as your day. We have a 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!

Verse 2

The world of card is with us ev'ry day; Let it not this obscure; Here can serve the Master on the way, And in him be secure. God up your loins; fresh courage take; Our God will never us forsake; And so our song no fear can quell; All is well! All is well!

Verse 3

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 praises to our God and King; O how we'll make the chorus swell; All is well! All is well!