When Peace Like A River

PEACE LIKE A RIVER
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.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

He lives–oh, the bliss of this glorious thought;
My sin, not in part, but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more.
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, Oh my soul.

And, Lord, haste the day when our faith shall be sight
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll,
The trumpet shall sound, and the Lord shall descend;
Even so, it is well with my soul

Horatio Gates Spafford [1873]

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One response to “When Peace Like A River”

  1. Granimore says :

    It is my understanding the author wrote this hymn after learning his family had died in a shipwreck.How strong his faith must have been to sit down and praise God, even under these dire circumstances.

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