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. O death and disease did tear my dear boy from me. Four daughters 'neath waters did go. He gave, how he gave, now hath taken away; bless the name of the Lord, O my soul. And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight, the clouds be rolled back as a scroll, our dead shall arise, and the Lord shall descend; even so - it is well with my soul.
from O Canada
released August 2, 2014
Note: I originally believed the subject had two sons, however further reading shows he had only one.
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