1. When peace, like a river attended

When peace, like a river attended my way When sorrows, like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to know, "It is well, it is well with my soul It is well… with my soul… It is well, it is well with my soul 2 Though, Satan should buffet, if Trials should come Let this blest assurance control, That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed his own blood for my soul.

My sin-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.

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.

But lord, 'tis for thee, for thy coming we wait The sky, not the grave, is our goal Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the lord' Blessed hope! Blessed rest of my soul. R.H. 527, H.G. Spatted. 38