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