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Tuning: E A D G B E
[INTRO:] G [VERSE 1:]
When pGeace likEme a river attCendeDth my waGy When sEmorrows like sAea billows rDoll WhatGever my lCot, Thou hast tAaught me to sDay It is wGell, it is wCell wDith my sGoul
[CHORUS:]
It is wGell (Dit iCs welGl) With mGy soul (wDith mCy souGl) It iGs weCll, it is weGll wiDth my sGoul
[VERSE 2:]
Though SGatan should bEmuffet, though triCalsD should coGme Let this Emblest assAurance conDtrol That ChrGist has regaCrded my hAelpless esDtate And has sGhed His own Cblood fDor my sGoul
[VERSE 3:]
My Gsin - O, theEm bliss of this gloCrioDus thouGght My Emsin - not in pAart but the wDhole Is nGailed to the crCoss and I bAear it no mDore Praise the LoGrd, praise the LCord, DO my sGoul
[VERSE 4:]
And, LGord haste tEmhe day when the faiCth shaDll be sigGht The cloudEms be rolled back Aas a scrolDl The tGrump shall reCsound and the LAord shall dDescend Even Gso - it is wCell wiDth my sGoul