The words to one of my favorite hymns have brought me such comfort today.
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."
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."
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