It is well with my soul. . 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.
I Love To Tell The Story. I love to tell the story of unseen things above. Of Jesus and His glory, of Jesus and His love. I love to tell the story because I know it is true.
I need Thee every hour. Most gracious Lord. No tender voice like thine. Can peace afford. . I need Thee, oh, I need Thee. Every hour I need Thee. Oh, bless me now my Savior.
I love to tell the story. Of unseen things above. Of Jesus and His glory. Of Jesus and His love. . And nothing else can do. Because I know its true. .
Alright. Alright. Alright. . When peace like a river attended my way. When sorrows like sea billows roll, yeah. Whatever my Lord, Thou hast taught me to say.