The Sacred Harp 2012 Cooper Book Edition
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Song · Page 122

All Is Well

Lyrics

What’s this that steals, that steals upon my frame?
Is it death? Is it death?
That soon will quench, will quench this mortal flame?
Is it death? Is it death?
If this be death I soon shall be,
From ev’ry pain and sorrow free,
I shall the King of glory see.
All is well! All is well!

Weep not, my friends, my friends, weep not for me,
All is well! All is well!
My sins forgiv’n, forgiv’n, and I am free,
All is well! All is well!
There’s not a cloud that doth arise,
To hide my Jesus from my eyes,
I soon shall mount the upper skies.
All is well! All is well!