When peace like a river attendeth my way When sorrows like sea billows roll Whatever my lot, thou hast 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 fear should accuse me, though trials should come Let this blest assurance control My love has regarded my helpless estate And has shed his own blood for my soul It is well with my soul It is well, it is well with my soul My sin oh, the bliss of this glorious thought My sin, not in part, but in whole Was nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, o my soul It is well with my soul It is well, it is well with my soul It is well with my soul It is well, it is well with my soul