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Verse 4 thou hast bowed the dying head, Thou Verse 2
the blood of life hast shed, thou hast filled a Though Satan should buffet, though trials should
mortal bier, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear. 4/4 come,
HOME Let this blest assurance control, That Christ has
365 There is a place of quiet rest regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His
Verse 1 own blood for my soul.
There is a place of quiet rest, near to the heart
of God; a place where sin cannot molest, near Chorus
to the heart of God. It is well, with my soul,
It is well,
Chorus O Jesus, blest Redeemer, sent from the It is well, with my soul. 2/4
heart of God, hold us who wait before thee
near to the heart of God. 1/3 Verse 3
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
Verse 2 My sin, not in part but the whole, Is nailed to
There is a place of comfort sweet, near to the the cross and I bear it no more, Praise the Lord,
heart of God; a place where we our Saviour praise the Lord, O my soul.
meet, near to the heart of God.
Chorus
Chorus O Jesus, blest Redeemer, sent from the It is well, with my soul,
heart of God, hold us who wait before thee It is well,
near to the heart of God. 2/3 It is well, with my soul. 3/4
Verse 3 Verse 4
There is a place of full release, near to the heart And, Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be
of God; sight,
a place where all is joy and peace, near to the The clouds be rolled back as a scroll; The trump
heart of God. shall resound and the Lord shall descend, Even
so, It is well with my soul.
Chorus
O Jesus, blest Redeemer, sent from the heart Chorus
of God, hold us who wait before thee near to It is well, with my soul,
the heart of God. 3/3 It is well,
HOME It is well, with my soul. 4/4
366 It is well, with my soul HOME
Verse 1 367 When the Roll is Called
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, Verse 1
When sorrows like sea billows roll; When the trumpet
Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say, It Of the Lord shall sound,
is well, It is well, with my soul. And time shall be no more, And the morning
breaks, Eternal, bright and fair:
Chorus
It is well, with my soul, When the saved of earth
It is well, Shall gather over on the other shore, And the
It is well, with my soul. 1/4 roll is called up yonder I'll be there.
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