Pass me not, o gentle Savior Hear my humble cry. While on others thou art calling Do not pass me by. Savior, Savior, hear my humble cry While on others thou art calling do not pass me by.
Bika mono ve, mvulusi mono ku lomba bu nge vuluswa ba nkaka bika mono ve
Yesu, yesu mono ku lomba bu nge vuluswa ba nkaka bika mono ve
It Is Well With My Soul Words and Music by Horatio Spafford
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. It is well with my soul
It is well, It is well with my soul. My sin, oh the bliss of this glorious thought My sin, not in part, but the whole Has been nailed to the cross So I bear it no more Praise The Lord, praise The Lord, oh my soul.
And Lord, haste the day when my 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.