It is Well With my Soul

1.    When peace, like a riv-er, at-tend-eth my way, When sor-rows like sea-bil-lows roll —
    What-ev-er my lot, Thou hast taught me to say, It is well, it is well with my soul.

        CHORUS:
    It is well, it is well, with my soul, with my soul, It is well, it is well with my soul.

2.    Tho Sa-tan should buf-fet, tho tri-als should come, Let this blest as-sur-ance con-trol,
    That Christ hath re-gard-ed my help-less es-tate And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

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3.    My sin— O the bliss of this glo-ri-ous tho't— 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 re-sound and the Lord shall de-scend, "E-ven so"— it is well with my soul.

        CHORUS