by Jason Ingram

It is well, it is well
Lord it is well with me.
It is well, it is well
Lord it is well with me.

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, it is well
Lord it is well with me.
It is well, it is well
Lord it is well with me.

That Christ has regarded my helpless estate
and shed His own blood for my soul.
Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say,
“It is well, it is well with my soul.”

It is well, it is well
Lord it is well with me.
It is well, it is well
Lord it is well with me.

It is well...

My sin - oh the joy 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, O my soul!

It is well, it is well
Lord it is well with me.
It is well, it is well
Lord it is well with me.

It is well, it is well, with my soul, with my soul
It is well, oh it is well, with my soul.

It is well, it is well
Lord it is well with me.
It is well, it is well
Lord it is well with me.