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.”

My sin—O 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 the 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.

Chorus: It is well with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul.

Jesus Made Us Whole

By O. Allen Bailey

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"... He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth: he is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so he openeth not his mouth. He was taken from prison and from judgment: and who shall declare his generation? for he was cut off out of the land of the living: for the transgression of my people was he stricken. And he made his grave with the wicked, and with the rich in his death; because he had done no violence, neither was any deceit in his mouth. Yet it pleased the LORD to bruise him; he hath put him to grief: when thou shalt make his soul an offering for sin, he shall see his seed, he shall prolong his days, and the pleasure of the LORD shall prosper in his hand. He shall see of the travail of his soul, and shall be satisfied: by his knowledge shall my righteous servant justify many; for he shall bear their iniquities. Therefore will I divide him a portion with the great, and he shall divide the spoil with the strong; because he hath poured out his soul unto death: and he was numbered with the transgressors; and he bare the sin of many, and made intercession for the transgressors..." Isa 53:7-12.

"Him, being delivered by the determinate counsel and foreknowledge of God, ye have taken, and by wicked hands have crucified and slain: Whom God hath raised up, having loosed the pains of death: because it was not possible that he should be holden of it. For David speaketh concerning him, I foresaw the Lord always before my face, for he is on my right hand, that I should not be moved: Therefore did my heart rejoice, and my tongue was glad; moreover also my flesh shall rest in hope: Because thou wilt not leave my soul in hell, neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption. Thou hast made known to me the ways of life; thou shalt make me full of joy with thy countenance..." Acts 2:23-28. "

Jesus Made Us Whole

Lyrics by O. Allen Bailey

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Dear Jesus feels our sorrow in His heart too,
- In our nature joined with His Soul;
Here, our every trouble, His Soul also knew,
In our suff'rings, He too did enroll.

In His Soul, in His Soul,
In His Soul, in His Soul,
Jesus knew these suff'rings in His soul.

Oh, the sorrow of our Dear Jesus's Way,
When grief did His soul overflow;
In the garden He prayed, yet was made to say,
For these I must give all of my soul.

All His Soul, all His Soul,
All His Soul, all His Soul,
For these He must give all of His Soul.

For my sin, For my sin - He gave all His soul.
When great drops of blood from Him fell -
There sorrow unto death did Him overroll,
For my soul, for my soul to make well.

Gave His Soul, gave His Soul,
Gave His Soul, Gave His Soul,
Unto death there He gave all His Soul.

For my sin they took Him, where the dark clouds roll,
- God's Purpose in Him did enfold,
When there they did hang Him, while death o'er Him stole,
- Still death by His Great Power was controlled,

O! my soul, O! my soul,
O! my soul, O! my soul,
What wonder, what wonder in my soul.

There He expired when He gave up His Own Soul,
How this now my heart doth console!
For, He died, The great death, I never should know,
When there He freely gave up His Soul.

Gave His Soul, gave His soul,
Gave His Soul, all His soul,
When Dear Jesus gave there all His Soul.

From the dark grave He raised His Body and Soul
- From death made Himself fully whole,
For as God, all of earth's nature did control;
There Jesus made it well for my soul.

Made it well, made it well,
Made it well, made it well,
Made all well, made all well for my soul.

After He returned to His Own children's fold,
In Love, to His breast, these did hold;
O! the wonder of this can never be told!
When Christ made His Own perfectly whole.

Fully whole, fully whole.
Fully whole, fully whole.
When Christ made all His Own fully whole.

Then took His departure, ascended above,
When fulfilled redemption's great role;
In Heaven He's seated, and looks down in Love,
As the Ages of Time still doth roll;

Still doth roll, still doth roll,
Still doth roll, still doth roll,
- As Old Time rolls away as a scroll

His Presence now with me, gives peace in my soul,
He shows that He's still in control;
As His Providence before me still doth roll,
What blessings, what blessings, in my soul!

In my soul, in my soul,
In my soul, in my soul,
What a blessing is Christ in my soul!

We await His returning in His Great Day,
We'll rejoin spirit, body and soul;
And in His bright likeness we ever shall stay,
And we'll know all His Love in it's whole.

In Love's Whole, In Love's Whole,
For it's well, now it's well,
It is well, it is well with my soul.

He'll take us to realms, In His Mind, were from old,
His presence there rapture our soul;
We'll shine in His glory, that never was told,
Because our names He there did enroll,

O! it's well, O! it's well,
O! it's well, O! it's well,
The Hope of bright glory in my soul.

* Copyright 2001

O. Allen Bailey