1 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
2 It is well (It is well) With my soul (With my soul) It is well, it is well with my soul
3 My sin, oh the bliss 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
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4 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
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5 It is well, it is well with my soul
Horatio Spafford, Philip Bliss, 1873 Austin Stone Worship - This Glorious Grace https://youtu.be/UsZfjHr_6e4
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