It is well with my
soul |
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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...with my soul...
It is well, it is well with my soul.
Though
Satan should buffet, if trials should come,
let this blessed assurance control,
that Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
and has shed His own blood for my soul
It
is well....
But
Lord, it’s for You - for Your coming we wait,
the sky, not the grave, is our goal:
O trump of the angel! O voice of the Lord!
Blessed hope! blessed rest of my soul.
It is well....
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