When peace like a river attendeth my way
When sorrows like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot Thou hast taught me to say
Even so, it is well with my soul

It is well with my soul
It is well with 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
Whatever my lot Thou hast taught me to say

It is well with my soul

By Horatio Gates Spafford / (1873)

Behind the Song:
'I recorded this song on September 11, 2001. While the world reeled at the horror of this day, I sang God's hope.' - Rebecca St. James