It Is Well

When peace, peace like a river

When it comes, comes my way

When sorrows like sea billows roll

Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say

It is well, it is well

It is well with my soul

It is well, it is well

Only You can satisfy

Only You can fill this hole

It is well

My sin, O the bliss

Of this glorious, this glorious thought

That my sin not in part but the whole

Was nailed to the cross and I bear it no more

It is well, it is well

It is well with my soul

It is well, it is well

Only You can satisfy

Only You can fill this hole

It is well

O Lord, Lord, haste the day

When my faith, this blind faith shall be sight

When the clouds be rolled back as a scroll

And the trumpet shall resound and the Lord shall descend

It is well, it is well

It is well with my soul

And it is well, it is well

Only You can satisfy

Only You can fill this hole

'Cause it is well with my soul

It is well, and it is well with my soul

And it is well, and it is well with my soul

With my soul