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1 When peace like a river attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea-billows roll,
Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to know
It is well, it is well with my soul.
Refrain:
It is well, 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 For me be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live;
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life,
Thou wilt whisper thy peace to my soul.
4 But Lord, ‘tis for thee, for thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
O trump of the angel! O voice of the Lord!
Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | When peace like a river attendeth my way |
Author: | Horatio Gates Spafford (1828-88) |
Refrain First Line: | It is well, is well with my soul |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1986 |
Topic: | The salvation soldier: Faith and trust |