An old inspirational hymn with words by Horatio Spafford and music by Philip Bliss. For more information, please see the node on Philip Bliss. The words are as follows:

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. Tho Satan should buffet, tho trials should come, Let this blest assurance control, That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His own blood for my soul. It is well with my soul, It is well, it is well with my soul. My sin- O the bliss of this glorious tho't- 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, O my soul! It is well with my soul, It is well, it is well with my soul. And, Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight, The clouds be rolled back as a scroll: The trump shall resound and the Lord shall descend, "Even so"- it is well with my soul. It is well with my soul, It is well, it is well with my soul.

Words taken from http://acacia.pair.com/Acacia.Vignettes/It.Is.Well.With.My.Soul.html with permission

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