When Peace like a river attendeth my way
When sorrows like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot you have taught me to say
It is well it is well with my soul
Though Satan should buffet, though trials will come
Let this blest assurance control
That christ has regarded my helpless estate
And has shed His own blood for my soul
It is well with my soul
It is well it is well with my soul
My sin oh the bliss of this glorious thought
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 oh my soul!
It is well with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul
And Lord haste the day when my faith will be sight
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll
The trumpet will sound and the Lord will descend
Even so it is well with my soul.
It is well with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul
It is well with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul
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