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[ginapoo]

This hymn has always ment so much to me and my mother. it has helped us through so many hard times that whenever i hear it in church or someplace i start to tear up. it was written by a man who lost all five of his daughters in a boating accedent and all of his wealth and buisness in a fire. he was left with almost nothing...excpet his faith. when visiting the spot where the boat went down that had his little girls on it, he was inspired to write this wonderful hymn....

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 (its 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,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

It is well (it is well)...with my soul (with my soul)... It is well, it is well, with 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.

It is well (it is well)...with my soul (with my soul)... It is well, it is well, with 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...

It is well (it is well)...with my soul (with my soul)... It is well, it is well, with my soul...