When Peace Like A River

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.”


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It is well... with my soul
It is well; it is well
with my soul.


Tho` Satan should buffet, tho` trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed his own blood for my soul.


My sin- O the bliss of the glorious tho`t! -
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!


And, Lord, haste the day when the 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