When peace like a river attendth 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

But, lord, 'tis for thee for thy coming we wait
The sky, not the grave, is our goal
Oh, Trump of the angel
Oh, voice of the lord
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul

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

You are the rock on wich I stand
By your grace it is well
My hope is sure in Christ my saviour
It is well with my soul