When peace like a river attendeth my way,
When sorrows, like sea billows roll,
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say
It is well. It is well with my soul.
Though Satan may buffet, though trials may come,
Let this blessed assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And has shed His own blood for my soul.
It is well (It is well) with my sould (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.
Priase the Lord. Priase the Lord oh my soul.
And Lord, haste the day when he faith shall e 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.
It is well (It is well) with my sould (with my soul),
It is well. It is well with my soul.