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This is a well known hymn about suffering, grief, and trials. The original author suffered the lost of several children at sea, and penned these beautiful words that put any complaining spirit in a right perspective. What a prayer of faith that says “Whatever my lot, you have taught me to say…”, even in the face of one of the most painful experiences, the loss of a child. Would that we could have even a fraction of this peaceful trust!

Lyrics

When peace like a river attends to my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, You have taught me to say,
“It is well, it is well with my soul.”

Chorus:
It is well (echo) with my soul (echo),
It is well (echo) with my soul (echo).
You have taught me, whatever my lot;
It is so well with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though’ trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And has shed His own blood for my soul.

My sin – O, 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!

And, Lord, haste the day when the faith will be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll,
The trumpet will sound and the Lord will descend,
Even so – it is well with my soul.

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