Misc Praise Songs - Come come ye saints

^DCome, Come ye saints, no t^Aoil nor labor f^Gear ^DBut with ^Emjoy w^A7end your w^Day ^DThough hard to you this j^Aourney may a^Gppear ^DGrace shall ^Embe ^A7as your d^Day ^A7‘Tis ^Dbetter far for ^A7us to strive Our u^Dseless cares from ^Aus to drive ^A7 Do this and j^Doy your h^A7earts will sw^Dell All is ^Emwell, ^A7All is ^Dwell!

^DWhy should we mourn or t^Ahink our lot is ^Ghard? ^D‘Tis not ^Emso, ^A7all is ^Dright. ^DWhy should we think to^A earn a great^G reward ^DIf we ^Emnow ^A7shun the ^Dfight? ^A7Gird ^Dup you loins; fresh ^A7courage take Our ^DGod will never u^As forsake. ^A7 And soon we’ll ^Dhave this ^A7tale to ^Dtell All is ^Emwell, ^A7All is ^Dwell!

^DWe’ll find a place which G^Aod for us pre^Gpared, ^DFar a^Emway ^A7in the ^Dwest ^DWhere none shall come to ^Ahurt or make a^Gfraid; ^DThere the ^EmSaints ^A7will be bl^Dessed ^A7We’ll ^Dmake the air with mu^A7sic ring, Shout ^Dpraises to our G^Aod and King; ^A7 Above the ^Drest these ^A7words we’ll ^Dtell All is ^Emwell, ^A7All is ^Dwell!

^DAnd should we die bef^Aore our journey’s th^Grough ^DHappy d^Emay! A^A7ll is w^Dell! ^DWe then are free from t^Aoil and sorrow ^Gtoo; ^DWith the ^Emjust ^A7we shall dw^Dell. ^A7But ^Dif our lives are s^A7pared again To s^Dee the Saints their r^Aest obtain ^A7 Oh, how we’ll ^Dmake this c^A7horus sw^Dell All is ^Emwell, ^A7All is ^Dwell!