It Is Well With My Soul

When peace like a river
Attendeth my way
When sorrows like sea billows roll

Whatever my lot
Thou has taught me to say
It is well with my soul

Oh, Satan should buffet
Oh, trials should come
Let this blest assurance control

That Christ has regarded my helpless estate
And hath shed his own blood for my soul
It is well with my soul

It is well
With my soul

My sin, Oh my bliss
Of this glorious thought
My sin, not in part but a whole

Is nailed to the cross
And I bear it no more
Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord
For my soul

It is well
With my soul

And Lord haste the day
When my faith shall be sight
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll

The drums shall resound
And the Lord shall descend
Even so, it is well with my soul

It is well
With my soul

Cheyne Grace

Byron Bay, NSW, 2481