It Is Well With My Soul


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  1. {Refrain} It is well, with my soul,
    It is well, with my soul,
    It is well, it is well, with my soul.

  2. When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
    When sorrows like sea billows roll;
    Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
    It is well, it is well, with my soul. {Refrain}

  3. Though Satan should buffet,
    though trials should come,
    Let this blest assurance control,
    That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
    And hath shed His own blood for my soul. {Refrain}

  4. 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! {Refrain}

  5. For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
    If Jordan above me shall roll,
    No pang shall be mine,
    for in death as in life
    Thou wilt whisper
    Thy peace to my soul. {Refrain}

  6. But, Lord, 'tis for Thee,
    for Thy coming we wait,
    The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
    Oh trump of the angel!
    Oh voice of the Lord!
    Bless'd hope, bless'd rest of my soul! {Refrain}

  7. 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. {Refrain}

Horatio Gates Spafford (1873)
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