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.Si Mon Peuple Qui Porte Mon Nom yạ slm ạlmḥbẗ Хич гьормеди инсан гюозю Hai Bangun, Yang Tidur По-дълбоко Prichádzaš k nám, Kriste náš ḥwạr ạlmlk wạlḥkmẗ Leuchtturm Vou Me Lembrar يسا بالالاردى سۇيەدى
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