IT IS WELL

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 with my soul

it is well with my soul

It is well, it is well with my soul

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come

Let this blest assurance control

That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate

And hath shed His own blood for my soul

It is well with my soul

It is well with 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

Has been nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more

Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

It is well with my soul

It is well with my soul

it is well with my soul

It is well, it is well with my soul