It Is Well (live from Good Friday)

When peace like a river, attending 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
It is well
With my soul
With my soul
It is well, it is well, with my soul
Think of these words
My sin, oh the bliss, of this glorious thought
My sin, not in part, but the whole
Church...
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
Come on
And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight
One day
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll
Oh
The trump shall resound, 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
It is well
It is well
With...
My soul