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, oh the bliss of this glorious thought

My sin, not in part, but the whole

Is nailed to his 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