It Is Well With My Soul

When peace like a river attendeth my way

When sorrows like sea billows roll

Whatever my lot, You have taught me to say

It is well, it is well with my soul

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come

Let this blessed assurance control

That Christ has regarded my helpless estate

And hath shed His own blood for my soul

It is well with my soul

It is well, it is well with my soul

It is well, it is well

It is well, it is well

It is well, it is well

It is well with my soul

It is well with my soul

My 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, it is well with my soul, with my soul

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