when peace like a river

attendeth my way

when sorrows like sea billows roll

whatever my lord who has taught me to say

it is well it is well with my soul

but lord is for thee

for thy coming we wait

the sky not the grave is our home

o trump of the angel o voice of the lord

blessed hope blessed rest of my soul

it is well it is well with my soul

with my soul it is well it is well with my soul

it is well it is well with my soul

with my soul

it is well it is well with my soul

and lord has 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

it is well it is well with my soul

with my soul it is well it is well with my soul

it is well it is well with my soul

with my soul it is well it is well with my soul

it is well it is well with my soul