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(it is well)

With my soul(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



And Lord haste the day

When my faith shall be sight

The clouds be rolled back as scroll

The trump shall resound and the Lord shall descend

Even so it is well with my soul