It is well

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, it is well with my soul

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come Let this blest assurance control

That Christ has regarded my helpless estate
And has shed His own blood for my soulIt is well with my soul

It is well, it is well with my soulMy sin, oh 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 soulAnd 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 soulIt is well with my soul

It is well, it is well with my soul