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When peace, like a river, attendeth my way; when sorrows like sea-billows roll-
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Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say, “It is well, it is well with my soul.”
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It is well (It is well) With my soul (With my soul)
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It is well, it is well with my soul!
My sin - O the joy of this glorious thought - My sin, not in part, but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more: Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord, O my soul!
And Lord, haste 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.
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