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 (It is well)
With my soul (With my soul)
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Submitted By: David Campbell
Ontario Canada