It Is Well With My Soul Hymn Lyrics

It Is Well With My Soul

by H. G. Spafford

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

Tho’ Satan should buffet, tho’ trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

My sin— oh, the bliss of this glorious thought—
My sin— not in part but in whole,
Is nailed to His cross and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, oh, my soul.

And Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll,
The trumph shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
“Even so”— it is well with my soul.

Chorus

It is well with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul.

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