When peace, like a river, attendeth my way
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, You taught me to say
It is well, it is well, with my soul

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!

It is well, with my soul
Here's my heart, make it whole
For You I live, in You I dwell
Oh my soul
It is well

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trumpet will sound, and the Lord shall descend
Even so, it is well with my soul

It is well, with my soul
Here's my heart, make it whole
For You I live, in You I dwell
Oh my soul
It is well
It is well, with my soul
Here's my heart, make it whole
For You I live, in You I dwell
Oh my soul
It is well

It is well, with my soul
Here's my heart, make it whole
For You I live, in You I dwell
Oh my soul
Oh my soul
Oh my soul
It is well