When peace like a river, attendeth my way
Or when sorrows like sea billows blow
Whatever my lot, though has taught me to say
It is well, it is well, with my soul
It is well (It is well)
With my soul (with my soul)
It is well, It is well, with my soul
My sin, oh the bliss, of this glorious thought
My sin not just in part, but the whole
It is nailed to his cross, and I will bear it no more
Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord, Oh my soul
For it is well (It is well)
With my soul (with my soul)
It is well, It is well, with my soul
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