Track included in our “Remember” CD album
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.”
It is well, it is well, it is well, it is well with my soul.
Though Satan will tempt me and trials will come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And He shed His own blood for 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, O my soul!
And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
And the trumpet shall sound and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.