It Is Well - Passion, Kristian Stanfill

When peace like a river attendeth my way

When sorrows like sea billows role

Whatever my Lord, 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

Was nailed to the cross and I bear it no more

Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, oh, my soul

It is well, it is well

With my soul, 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 triumphed shall resound and the Lord shall descend

Even so it is well with my soul

It is well, it is well

With my soul, 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

Was nailed to the cross and I bear it no more

Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, oh, my soul

It is well, it is well

With my soul, with my soul

It is well, it is well with my soul

It is well, it is well

With my soul, with my soul

It is well, it is well with my soul