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When peace like a river, attendeth my way |
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When sorrows like sea billows roll |
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Whatever my life, |
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Thou has taught me to say |
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It is well, it is well with my soul |
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My sin, oh the bliss of this glorious thought |
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My sin not in part but the whole |
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Is nailed to the cross and |
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I bear it no more |
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Praise the |
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Lord, praise the |
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Lord, oh my soul |
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It is well with my soul |
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It is well, it is well with my soul |
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And Lord haste the day when my faith shall be sight |
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And the clouds be rolled back as a scroll |
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The trump shall resound and the |
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Lord shall descend |
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Even so, it is well with my soul |
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It is well with my soul |
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It is well, it is well with my soul |
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It is well, it is well with my soul |
