Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say
It is well, it is well with my soul
My sin, 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, O my soul!
It is well (It is well)
With my soul (With my soul)
It is well, it is well with my soul