Текст песни Misc Traditional - Come Come Ye Saints

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
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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 sould we think to earn a great reward

If we now shun the fight?

Gird up you 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 a place which God for us prepared,

Far away in the west

Where none shall come to hurt or make afraid;

There the Saints will be blessed

We'll make the air with music ring,

Shout praises o 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 journey's through

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

Oh, how we'll make this chorus swell

All is well, All is well!