When Peace Like a River

We recorded this in great haste for the funeral of a dear old saint in our home group, who died a couple of weeks ago. It is a hymn that carries a deep anointing, and is an act of beautiful sacrificial worship in the midst of deep agony. Please don't let the mistakes in the recording put you off from meeting with the Lord! Love to you all, dear friends, Francis and Lindsay 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 has 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!