Mathias Kellner - Come come ye saints

^GCome, come, ye Saints, no ^Dtoil nor labor ^Cfear; ^GBut with ^Amjoy ^Dwend your ^Gway ^GThough hard to you this ^Djourney may ap^Cpear, ^GGrace shall ^Ambe ^Das your ^Gday. ?Tis ^Gbetter far for ^D7us to strive Our ^Guseless cares from ^D7us to drive; Do ^Gthis, and joy your hearts will ^Amswell? All is ^D7well! All is ^Gwell!

^GWhy should we mourn or thi^Dnk our lot is h^Card? ?^GTis not s^Amo; a^Dll is righ^Gt. ^GWhy should we think to e^Darn a great re^Cward I^Gf we now shu^Amn t^Dhe fight^G? Gird u^Gp your loins; fresh ^D7courage take. Our ^GGod will never ^D7us forsake; And ^Gsoon we?ll have this tale to ^Amtell? All is w^D7ell! All is w^Gell!

^GWe?ll find the place which ^DGod for us pre^Cpared,^GFar a^Amway ^Din the Wes^Gt, ^GWhere none shall come to ^Dhurt or make a^Cfraid; ^GThere the ^AmSaints ^Dwill be ^Gblessed. We?ll ^Gmake the air with ^D7music ring,Shout ^Gpraises to our ^D7God and King; Abov^Ge the rest these words we?ll ^Amtell?All is we^D7ll! All is we^Gll!

^GAnd should we die be^Dfore our journey?s ^Cthrough, ^GHappy ^Amday! ^DAll is ^Gwell! ^GWe then are free from ^Dtoil and sorrow, ^Ctoo; ^GWith the ^Amjust ^Dwe shall ^Gdwell! But i^Gf our lives are s^D7pared again To ^Gsee the Saints their ^D7rest obtain, Oh, ^Ghow we?ll make this chorus ^Amswell?All is ^D7well! All is ^Gwell!