It Is Well

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 Though Satan should buffet Tho' trials should come Let this blest a*surance 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 My sin O 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! And, Lord, Haste the day when the faith shall be sight The clouds be rolled back as a scroll The trump shall re-sound And the Lord shall descend Even so, it is well with my soul It is well With my soul It is well it is well With my soul