It is Well With my Soul

Horatio G. Spafford, 1874 (1828-1888) {Born in N. Troy, NY}
Philip P. Bliss, 1876 (1838-1876)
Psalm 46:1

1.    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.

    It is well, it is well, with my soul, with my soul, It is well, it is well with my soul.

2.    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.


3.    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!


4.    And, Lord, haste the day when my 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.