Through the love of God our Sav­ior,
All will be well;
Free and change­less is His fa­vor;
All, all is well.
Precious is the blood that healed us;
Perfect is the grace that sealed us;
Strong the hand stretched out to shield us;
All must be well.

Though we pass through tri­bu­la­tion,
All will be well;
Ours is such a full sal­va­tion;
All, all is well.
Happy still in God con­fid­ing,
Fruitful, if in Christ abid­ing,
Holy through the Spir­it’s guid­ing,
All must be well.

We ex­pect a bright to­mor­row;
All will be well;
Faith can sing through days of sor­row,
All, all is well.
On our Fa­ther’s love re­ly­ing,
Jesus ev­ery need sup­ply­ing,
Or in liv­ing, or in dy­ing,
All must be well.