ohio jones wrote:KingdomBuilder wrote:Come, Come, Ye Saints
This is an exclusively Latter-Day Saint hymn, and is a fine example of the artistic emphasis of their church, but I enjoy it nonetheless!
Exclusively?
It appears in the
Mennonite Hymnal,
Hymnal: A Worship Book, Martin's purple
Songs of the Church, and Overholt's
Christian Hymnary, though without the last verse and with some changes to the others, alterations attributed to Joseph F. Green,
Broadman Songs for Men, 1960:
Come, come, ye saints, no toil nor labor fear;
But with joy wend your way.
Though hard to you this the journey may appear,
Grace shall be as your day.
Tis better far for us to strive We have a living Lord to guide
Our useless cares from us to drive; And we can trust Him to provide
Do this, and joy your hearts will swell -
All is well! All is well!
Why should we mourn or think our lot is hard? The world of care is with us every day
'Tis not so; all is right. Let it not this obscure
Why should we think to earn a great reward Here we can serve the Master on the way
If we now shun the fight? And in Him be secure
Gird up your loins; fresh courage take.
Our God will never us forsake;
And soon we'll have this tale to tell- And so our song no fear can quell
All is well! All is well!
We'll find the place rest which God for us prepared,
In His house full of light, When at last He will call
Where none shall will come to hurt or make afraid;
There the saints will shine bright. He will reign over all
We'll make the air with music ring,
Shout praises to our God and King; Shout praise to God our Lord and King
Above the rest these words we’ll tell, O how we'll make the chorus swell
All is well! All is well!
Perhaps not exclusive, and the tune is an auld English one, if memory serves, but the origin of the lyrics (pre-adapted, that is) are as follows (according to both Wikipedia and a couple of my Mormon acquaintances):
The lyrics were written in 1846 by Mormon poet William Clayton. The hymn has been called the anthem of the nineteenth-century Mormon pioneers. Clayton wrote the hymn "All is Well" on April 15, 1846, as his Mormon pioneer caravan rested at Locust Creek, Iowa, over 100 miles west of its origin city of Nauvoo, Illinois. Just prior to writing the lyrics, Clayton had received word that one of his wives, Diantha, had given birth to a healthy boy in Nauvoo. It was set to the music of a popular English folk tune, "All is Well."
As for his lyrics:
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 chorus swell-
All is well! All is well!
Thanks for the correction! I've never seen it in any of our hymnals, and I've looked. Do y'all have "The Morning Breaks, the Shadows Flee", too???