When Peace like a River

It Is Well with My Soul

1    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.

Refrain:  It is well (it is well)  with my soul, (with my soul,)

it is well, it is well with my soul.

2    Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, let this blest assurance control,

that Christ has regarded my helpless estate, and has shed his own blood for my soul. 

Refrain:  It is well (it is well)  with my soul, (with my soul,)

it is well, it is well with my soul.

3    He lives--oh, the bliss of this glorious thought; my sin, not in part, but the whole,

is nailed to his cross and I bear it no more.  Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul! 

Refrain:  It is well (it is well)  with my soul, (with my soul,)

it is well, it is well with my soul.

4    Lord, hasten 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. 

Refrain:  It is well (it is well)  with my soul, (with my soul,)

it is well, it is well with my soul.

Text: Horatio G. Spafford, 1828-1888

My Life Flows On in Endless Song

1    My life flows on in endless song; above earth's lamentation,

I catch the sweet, though far-off hymn that hails a new creation.

Refrain:  No storm can shake my inmost calm

while to that Rock I'm clinging.

Since Christ is Lord of heaven and earth,

how can I keep from singing?

2    Through all the tumult and the strife, I hear that music ringing.

It finds an echo in my soul.  How can I keep from singing? 

Refrain:  No storm can shake my inmost calm

while to that Rock I'm clinging.

Since Christ is Lord of heaven and earth,

how can I keep from singing?

3    What though my joys and comforts die?  The Lord my Savior liveth.

What though the darkness gather round?  Songs in the night he giveth. 

Refrain:  No storm can shake my inmost calm

while to that Rock I'm clinging.

Since Christ is Lord of heaven and earth,

how can I keep from singing?

4    The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart, a fountain ever springing!

All things are mine since I am his! How can I keep from singing? 

Refrain:  No storm can shake my inmost calm while to that Rock I'm clinging.

Since Christ is Lord of heaven and earth,  how can I keep from singing?

Text: Robert Lowry, 1826-1899