| When peace like a river attended my way
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| When sorrow like sea billows roll
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| Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say
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| It is well, it is well with my soul
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| It is well with my soul
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| It is well, it is well with my soul
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| My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thoughts
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| My sin not in part but the whole
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| A nail to the cross and I’ll bear them no more
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| Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, oh, my soul
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| It is well with my soul
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| It is well, it is well with my soul
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| We sing holy, holy, holy, we sing holy, holy, holy
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| And we sing holy is Your name, oh, most high
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| We sing holy, holy, holy, we sing holy, holy, holy
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| And we sing holy is Your name, oh, most high
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| And Lord please haste the day when my faith shall be sight
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| The clouds be rolled back as a scroll
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| The trumpets shall resound and the Lord shall descend
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| Even so it is well with my soul
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| It is well with my soul
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| It is well, it is well with my soul
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| It is well with my soul
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| It is well, it is well with my soul |