IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL

When peace like a river,

Attendeth my way,

When sorrows,

Like sea billows roll;

Whatever my lot,

Thou hast taught me to say,

"It is well,

It is well, with my soul."

It is well, with my soul,

It is well,

It is well, with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet,

Tho' trials should come,

Let this blest assurance control;

That Christ has regarded

My helpless estate,

And hath shed His own blood

For my soul.

My sin, O the bliss

Of this glorious tho't,

My sin not in part

But the whole

Is nailed to the cross

And I bear it no more.

Praise the Lord,

Praise the Lord, O my soul!

O, Lord haste the day

When my faith shall be sight,

The clouds be rolled back

As a scroll;

The trump shall resound

And the Lord shall descend,

"Even so" it is well

With my soul.

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