When peace like a river flows When sorrows like sea billows roll Let day turn to night Or night turn to day Whatever my lot, you have taught me to say: It is well inside my soul. For you are mine, and I am yours Come what may, my hope endures. I trust in the God, whose never fails It is well with my soul. The bliss of the glorious thought All of my sin, not just part Is nailed to the cross I bear it no more My debt has been paid, O praise the Lord! One day the church bells will toll You'll roll back the clouds like a scroll The trumpet will sound We'll see you descend Our hearts will rejoice, but, Jesus, til then...