#386IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL

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When peace like a riv-er at-tend-eth my way, When sor-rows like sea bil-lows roll; What-ev-er my lot, thou hast taught me to say, It is well, it is well with my soul.
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Tho' Sa-tan should buf-fet, tho' tri-als should come, Let this blest as-sur-ance con-trol, That Christ hath re-gard-ed my help-less es-tate, And hath shed his own blood for my soul.
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My sin—O the bliss of this glo-ri-ous tho't— 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!
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And, Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight, The clouds be rolled back as a scroll, The trump shall re-sound and the Lord shall de-scend, E-ven so—it is well with my soul.
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It is well with my soul, It is well, it is well with my soul.

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