paroles de chanson Come, Come, Ye Saints - The Brigham Young University Singers
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;
Do
this,
and
joy
your
hearts
will
swell
-
All
is
well!
All
is
well!
Why
should
we
mourn
or
think
our
lot
is
hard?
'Tis
not
so;
all
is
right.
Why
should
we
think
to
earn
a
great
reward
If
we
now
shun
the
fight?
Gird
up
your
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!
We'll
find
the
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
to
our
God
and
King;
Above
the
rest
these
words
we'll
tell
-
All
is
well!
All
is
well!
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
swell-
All
is
well!
All
is
well!
![The Brigham Young University Singers - We Sing of Christ: The Songs of Zion](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/d/4/x/z/9fn2arzx4d.jpg)
1 More Holiness Give Me
2 Come, We That Love the Lord
3 The Wintry Day Descending to Its Close
4 The Morning Breaks
5 Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee
6 How Great Thou Art
7 Awake, Ye Saints of God, Awake
8 If You Could Hie to Kolob
9 This Is the Christ
10 Peace Like a River
11 Come, Come, Ye Saints
12 I Stand All Amazed
13 Come Unto Him
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