Album: Steve Flanigan
When peace like a river attendth 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, oh, the joy of this glorious cross
My sin not in part but in whole
Was nailed to that cross
And I bear with no more
Praise the Lord, it is well with my soul
It is well with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul
And, Lord, please face the day
When my faith shall become sight
Oh, the clouds be rolled back like a scroll
And the trumpet, the trumpet shall sound
And the Lord shall descend
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, oh, my soul
It is well with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul
It is well with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul
My soul, my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul
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