Lyrics:
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. '

unto the lord All ye saints of him And give thanks at the remembrance Of his holy name For he is angry for a moment And his favour is love Joy comes in

contemplations Brighter visions beam afar Seek the great desire of nations Ye have seen Him natal star Come and worship, come and worship Worship Christ, the newborn King Saints

MEANING AN EMPRESS LIE LOOK IN MY EYES TELL ME WHAT DO YOU SEE MY DEAR TWISTED MORTAL COME MAKE ME BELIEVE HIDE BEHIND DOCTRINES AND GUILT RIDDEN SAINTS

unto the Lord All ye saints of Him And give thanks at the remembrance Of His Holy name For He is angry for a moment And His favour is love Joy comes in

brethren Our time is coming near Come ye, come ye To soulless corporate circus tops Come ye, come ye To toilet circuit touring stops Come ye, come ye

? Or will ye send a man-o-law? Or will ye send a sodger? Or him wha led o'er Scotland a' The meikle Ursa-Major? Come, will ye court a noble lord, Or

trod where the snow lay dinted Heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed Therefore Christian men be sure, wealth or rank possessing, Ye who

and starvation throughout their nations, unjustice prevails Falling from grace, destined to die, we wonder why... "Heed the warning, time is dawning, come ye