Hymnal - It is well with my soul
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When pCeace, like a Griver, attG7endeth my Cway,
When sAmorrows like sDea billows rGoll;
WhateCver my lA7ot, tDmhou hast D7taught me to Gsay,
"It is wCell, Fit is C/Gwell wGith my sCoul."
It is wellC (It is wellG)
With my soulG (With my soulC)
It is wFell, it is wC/Gell, wG7ith my sCoul.
Though SCatan should bGuffet, though tG7rials should Ccome,
Let Amthis blest assDurance contrGol,
That CChrist has regA7arded my hDmelpless estGate,
And hath sChed hFis ownC/G blood Gfor my Csoul.
It is welCl (It is welGl)
With my soulG (With my soulC)
It is wFell, it is wC/Gell, wG7ith my sCoul.
My Csin, o, the jGoy of this gloG7rious thouCght!
My sAmin, not in parDt but the whGole
Is naCiled to the crA7oss, and I Dmbear it no Gmore,
Praise the CLord, Fpraise the C/GLord, GO my souCl!
It is welCl (It is welGl)
With my soulG (With my soulC)
It is wFell, it is wC/Gell, wG7ith my sCoul.
And, LorCd, haste the Gday when my faiG7th shall be sCight,
The Amclouds be rolled bDack as a Gscroll;
The tCrump shall resA7ound, and the DmLord shall descGend,
Even Cso, iFt is wC/Gell wiGth my soCul.
It is Cwell (It is Gwell)
With my soulG (With my soulC)
It is wFell, it is wC/Gell, wG7ith my sCoul.