It Is Well

When peace like a river attendeth my way
Oh, when sorrow like sea billows roll
Whatever comes my way
He has taught me to say
It is well, it is well with my soul

It is well with my soul
And it is well, it's well with my soul

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought
Oh, my sin not in part but in whole
It was nailed, nailed, nailed to the cross
And I bear it no more
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord with all my soul

It is well with my soul
And it is well, it's well with my soul

Oh, Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight
And the clouds be rolled back as a scroll
Then the trumpet shall resound
And the Lord shall descend
Even so, it is well with my soul

It is well with my soul
And it is well, oh, it's well
It is well with my soul