It is well, with my soul,
It is well it is well with my soul.
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 it is well with my soul.
My sin-- O the joy of this
glorious thought --
My sin,not in part, but the whole,
Is 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 it is well with my soul.
And Lord, haste the day when my
faith shall be 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.
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