As vrede my pad deur die wêreld verlig,
As smarte my dreig te verniel,
Dan antwoord ek vry, watter lot my ook tref:
Dit is wel, dit is wel met my siel!

  Dit is wel Dit is wel
  Met my siel Met my siel
  Dit is wel Dit is wel Met my siel

Voorheen het die sonde gedurig gekwel,
En dikwels my vreugde verteer;
Nou's alles vergeef en geheg aan Sy kruis:
O my siel, loof die Heer, loof die Heer!

  Dit is wel Dit is wel
  Met my siel Met my siel
  Dit is wel Dit is wel Met my siel

Voortaan is dit Christus, ja, Christus alleen,
Selfs waar ek in droefheid moet kniel;
Geen stryd is te swaar nie, in lewe en dood
Bly my Heiland die troos van my siel.

  Dit is wel Dit is wel
  Met my siel Met my siel
  Dit is wel Dit is wel Met my siel
  Dit is wel Dit is wel Met my siel

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,)
  With my soul, (with my soul,)
  It is well, it is well with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed his own blood for 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!

And, Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.