verse 1 What’s this that steals, that steals upon my frame Is it death, is it death? That soon shall quench, shall quench this mortal flame Is it death, is it death? If this be death, I soon shall be From ev’ry pain and sorrow free I shall the King of glory see All is well, all is well verse 2 Weep not my friends, my friends weep not for me All is well, all is well My sins forgiv’n, forgiv’n and I am free All is well, all is well There’s not a cloud that doth arise to hide my Savior from my eyes I soon shall mount the upper skies All is well, all is well