Carly Paoli - It Is Well With My Soul

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,

When sorrows like sea billows roll;

Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,

It is well, it is well with my soul.

My sin with my soul,

It is well, it is well with my soul.

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!—

My sin, not in part but the whole,

Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,

Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

It is well with my soul,

It is well, it is well with my soul.

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,

The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;

And the trump shall sound, and the Lord shall descend,

Even so, it is well with my soul.

It is well with my soul,

It is well, it is well with my soul.

My soul.