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
It is well, with my soul.
It is well, it is well with my soul.
And the Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be as 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, with my soul.
It is well, it is well with my soul.