Bika mono ve mvulusi, mono ku lomba Bu nge vuluswa ban kaka bika mono ve Yesu yesu yesu mono ku lomba Bu nge vuluswa ban kaka bika mono ve
When peace like a river attendeth my way When sorrows like sea billows roll Whatever my lot though has taught me to say It is well, it is well with my soul
It is well, with my soul It is well, it is well with my soul
And my sin, o the bliss of this glorious thought My sin not in part but the whole Is nailed to the cross so I bear it no more Praise the lord, praise the lord oh my soul
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
