Text: | When Peace, like a River |
Author: | Horatio G. Spafford, 1828-1888 |
Tune: | IT IS WELL |
Composer: | Philip P. Bliss, 1838-1876 |
1 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.
2 Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate
And hath shed his own blood for my soul.
3 He lives - 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!
4 And, Lord, haste the day when our faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll,
The trumpet shall sound, and the Lord shall descend;
Even so it is well with my soul.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | When peace, like a river, attendeth my way |
Title: | When Peace, like a River |
Author: | Horatio G. Spafford, 1828-1888 |
Meter: | 11 8 11 9 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1978 |
Topic: | Christian Hope; Comfort and Rest; Justification |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | IT IS WELL |
Composer: | Philip P. Bliss, 1838-1876 |
Meter: | 11 8 11 9 |
Key: | Dâ™ Major |