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

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought
My sin, not in part but the whole, oh
He is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, oh, my soul

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

Oh, Lord, haste the day
When my face 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

Because He lives, I can face tomorrow
Because He lives, all fear is gone
Because I know He holds the future
And life is worth the living, just because He lives

He lives
He lives
He lives