O Be still my soul tho the sorrows toll And the thunders roar all around me I have found dry land in my Father's hands I will rest on the shores that He keeps High above it all, over-anxious thoughts There's an ancient song that attends me From the lullaby to the martyr's cry It is well, it is well, I will sing I will wait upon the Lord I will wait upon the Lord Where my faith remains secure Where my heart will rest assured Though the road is long, let my soul be drawn To the holy fire that rekindles From the crimson dawn to the midnight song Let the word of the Lord gently lead I will wait upon the Lord I will wait upon the Lord Where my faith remains secure Where my heart will rest assured When the heavens call as the shadows fall And the angel song beckons sweetly With my final breath, let my tongue confess It is well, it is well, I will sing I will stand before the Lord I will stand before the Lord Where my faith shall be made sight On the shores of endless light I will stand before the Lord I will stand before the Lord Where my faith shall be made sight On the shores of endless light I have found dry land in my Father's hands I will rest on the shores that he keeps