Text: Horatio G. Spafford
Music: VILLE DU HAVRE
1. 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.
Refrain:
It
is well with my soul,
it
is well, it is well with my soul.
2. 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)
3. 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)
4. 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)