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When peace, like a river, attended 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.

Every now and then, I must ponder on this hymn.  It reminds me that whatever my lot, I must choose to say, "It is well."  By choosing, I have the power and authority to say-so.  Plus, it puts me in a position of alignment with Christ, who…