It is well with my soul

We sang this song in church today. It was overwhelmingly perfect. I didn't sing. I just listened to the words and let them sink in. And I listened to the beautiful unity in the voices that surrounded me. This is the place I want my heart to always rest. These words I want my heart to always repeat:

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

1. Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
   Let this blest assurance control,
   That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
   And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
2. My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
   My sin, not in part but the whole,
   Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
   Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
3. It is well, with my soul,
   It is well, it is well, with my soul.