It Is Well with My Soul

Steve Worrell sang this yesterday at church and I remembered that it was played at your service for the postlude. I wanted to include the lyrics like I have for a lot of other significant songs. Hope had a funny memory of you and the Worrells that I will include at the end.

It Is Well with My Soul

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
when sorrows like sea billows roll;
whatever my lot, thou has taught me to say.
It is well, it is well with my soul.
Refrain: 
It is well 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 hath regarded my helpless estate,
and hath shed His own blood for my soul
(Refrain)

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!
(Refrain)

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.
(Refrain)

Story from above: Hope remembered that one time when the youth group went ice skating, Steve and Katrina were holding hands when they were skating. The others dared you to skate up next to Steve and hold his hand, so you did. So funny! Love you boy!