1.
When peace like a river,
Attendeth my way
When sorrows like sea billows roll
What ever my lot,
Thou hast taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul
2.
Tho' Satan should buffet
Tho' trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded
My helpless estate,
And has shed, His own blood, for my soul
3.
My sin- Oh the bliss of this glorious thought
my sin- not in part, but the whole
Is nailed to His cross,
And I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord, O my soul!
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