Sunday, August 28, 2016

It is Well




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, it is well, with my soul.


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


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

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