Letras
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 with my soul
It is well, it is well, with my soul
My sins, oh, the bliss of this glorious thoughts
My sins, not in part, but the whole
Were nailed to the cross, I bear them no more
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul
And Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight
And the clouds be rolled back like a scroll
The trump will sound, the Lord will descend
Even so, it is well with my soul
It is well with my soul
It is well, it is well, with my soul
It is well, it is well, with my soul