LYRIC
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
Sometimes it's hard
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes my heart
Wants to know why
But your yoke is easy
And your burden is light
And though my heart is aching
And there are tears in my eyes
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say
It is well, it is well with my soul
It's not always easy
I'm not always right
Sometimes I do things
That are wrong in your sight
But I have decided
I'm gonna follow Jesus
There's no turning back
There's no turning back
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say
It is well, it is well with my soul
Though storms will race and thunder roar
There in the dark I'll find you
If I should lose all that I love
My heart still knows that
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,
It is well, it is well with my soul
So please hold my hand, Lord
And hold on tight
This road here is narrow
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