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Oh, my life is filled with white-hot anxiety,
Though I think I wear it very well,
I still worry bout' what people might think of me
If they ever saw me past my outer shell.
Believe me, I know how to worry.
I've chewed my fingernails to the bone.
Oh, I've got my share of problems
Still it is well with my soul
Sometimes I wrestle with my conscience
Still it is well with my soul
Lord, I think about all that you've
Done for me.
Lord, I think about it all the time.
But sometimes a ghost from the past starts
Really haunting me,
Stickin' those awful feelings in my mind.
I won't let it get to me, no.
I ain't walkin' down that old, dark road.
Oh, I've got my share of problems
Still it is well with my soul
Don't always know just how to solve them
Still it is well with my soul
Since I've been given true forgiveness
And it is well with my soul
I'll be about my father's business
And it is well with my soul
In my soul
I can see clearly
In my soul
Through the darkness surrounding me
Once you've tasted and seen
Then you'll know what I mean
There ain't nothin' gonna keep me down,
So...get up...
Oh, I've got my share of problems
Still it is well with my soul
Don't always know just how to solve them
Still it is well with my soul
Sometimes I wrestle with my conscience
Still it is well with my soul
Still I know that I've got true forgiveness
And it is well with my soul
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