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 soul

It is well, with my soul
It is well, it is well with 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
But even so, it is well with my soul

It is well, with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul
It is well, It is well with my soul