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
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought My sin, not in part, but the whole Was nailed to the cross and I bear it no more Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, oh, my soul
It is well (it is well) with my soul (with my soul) It is well, it is well with my soul
And Lord haste the day when my fate shall be sight The clouds be rolled back as the scroll The trumpet shall resound and the Lord shall descend
It is well (it is well) It is well (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) It is well (it is well) with my soul
