Newsboys

It is well

Newsboys
When peace, like a river, attendeth 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
It is well with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
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!

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
And, lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight

The clouds be rolled back as a scroll
The trump shall resound, and the lord shall descend,
Even so, 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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