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Verse 1:
WhGen peace like a river CattDendeth Gmy way, When sEmorrows like Asea billows Droll, WhatGever my lCot, Thou hastA taught me toD say, "IGt is well, itC is wDell Gwith my soul."
Chorus:
It is wGell, (It is wDell,) With my sDoul, (With my sGoul,) It is wCell, it is wGell wDith my sGoul.
Verse 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. Verse 3: My sin - O 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! Verse 4: And, Lord, haste the day when the faith 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.