Verse 1
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, You have taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
CHORUS:
It is well with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Verse 2
Though Satan should buffet though trials should come
Let this blessed assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And has shed His own blood for my soul.
Verse 3
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.
