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    ALL
  
  
    IS
  
  
    WELL.
  
  
    P.
  
  
    M.
  
    "
  
  
    Through
  
  
    the
  
  
    righteousness
  
  
    of
  
  
    God
  
  
    and
  
  
    our
  
  
    Saviour
  
  
    Jesus
  
  
    Christ."-2
  
  
    PETER
  
  
    1:
  
  
    1.
  
    Key
  
  
    of
  
  
    A
  
  
    Major.
  
  
    Re-arranged
  
  
    by
  
  
    J.
  
  
    T.
  
  
    WHITE,
  
  
    1844.
  
  
    Alto
  
  
    by
  
  
    S.
  
  
    M.
  
  
    DENSON,
  
  
    1911.
  
    1.
  
  
    What's
  
  
    this
  
  
    that
  
  
    steals,
  
  
    that
  
  
    steals
  
  
    up
  
  
    -
  
  
    on
  
  
    my
  
  
    frame?
  
  
    Is
  
  
    it
  
  
    death,
  
  
    is
  
  
    it
  
  
    death?
  
    That
  
  
    soon
  
  
    will
  
  
    quench,
  
  
    will
  
  
    quench
  
  
    this
  
  
    mor
  
  
    -
  
  
    tal
  
  
    flame,
  
  
    Is
  
  
    it
  
  
    death,
  
  
    is
  
  
    it
  
  
    death?
  
  
    }
  
  
    If
  
  
    this
  
  
    be
  
  
    death,
  
  
    I
  
    2.
  
  
    Weep
  
  
    not,
  
  
    my
  
  
    friends,
  
  
    my
  
  
    friends
  
  
    weep
  
  
    not
  
  
    for
  
  
    me,
  
  
    All
  
  
    is
  
  
    well,
  
  
    all
  
  
    is
  
  
    well!
  
    My
  
  
    sins
  
  
    for
  
  
    -
  
  
    giv'n,
  
  
    for
  
  
    -
  
  
    giv'n,
  
  
    and
  
  
    I
  
  
    am
  
  
    free,
  
  
    All
  
  
    is
  
  
    well,
  
  
    all
  
  
    is
  
  
    well!
  
  
    }
  
  
    There
  
  
    's
  
  
    not
  
  
    a
  
  
    cloud
  
  
    that
  
    soon
  
  
    Shall
  
  
    be
  
  
    From
  
  
    ev
  
  
    -'ry
  
  
    pain
  
  
    and
  
  
    sor-row
  
  
    free.
  
  
    I
  
  
    shall
  
  
    the
  
  
    King
  
  
    of
  
  
    glo
  
  
    -
  
  
    ry
  
  
    see,
  
  
    All
  
  
    is
  
  
    well,
  
  
    all
  
  
    is
  
  
    well!
  
    doth
  
  
    a
  
  
    -
  
  
    rise,
  
  
    To
  
  
    Hide
  
  
    my
  
  
    Je
  
  
    -
  
  
    sus
  
  
    from
  
  
    my
  
  
    eyes.
  
  
    I
  
  
    soon
  
  
    shall
  
  
    mount
  
  
    the
  
  
    up
  
  
    -
  
  
    per
  
  
    skies,
  
  
    All
  
  
    is
  
  
    well,
  
  
    all
  
  
    is
  
  
    well!
  
    3
  
  
    Tune,
  
  
    tune
  
  
    your
  
  
    harps,
  
  
    your
  
  
    harps
  
  
    ye
  
  
    saints
  
  
    on
  
    All
  
  
    is
  
  
    well,
  
  
    all
  
  
    is
  
  
    well!
  
  
    [high,
  
    I
  
  
    too
  
  
    will
  
  
    strike
  
  
    my
  
  
    harp
  
  
    with
  
  
    equal
  
  
    joy,
  
    All
  
  
    is
  
  
    well,
  
  
    all
  
  
    is
  
  
    well!
  
    Bright
  
  
    angels
  
  
    are
  
  
    from
  
  
    glory
  
  
    come,
  
    They're
  
  
    round
  
  
    my
  
  
    bed,
  
  
    they're
  
  
    in
  
  
    my
  
  
    room,
  
    They
  
  
    wait
  
  
    to
  
  
    waft
  
  
    my
  
  
    spirit
  
  
    home,
  
    All
  
  
    is
  
  
    well,
  
  
    all
  
  
    is
  
  
    well.
  
    4
  
  
    Hark!
  
  
    hark!
  
  
    my
  
  
    Lord, my
  
  
    Lord
  
  
    and
  
  
    Master's
  
  
    voice,
  
    Calls
  
  
    away,
  
  
    calls
  
  
    away!
  
    I
  
  
    soon
  
  
    shall
  
  
    see-enjoy
  
  
    my
  
  
    happy
  
  
    choice,
  
    Why
  
  
    delay,
  
  
    why
  
  
    delay?
  
    Farewell,
  
  
    my
  
  
    friends,
  
  
    adieu,
  
  
    adieu,
  
    I
  
  
    can
  
  
    no
  
  
    longer
  
  
    stay
  
  
    with
  
  
    you,
  
    My
  
  
    glittering
  
  
    crown
  
  
    appears
  
  
    in
  
  
    view,
  
    All
  
  
    is
  
  
    well,
  
  
    all
  
  
    is
  
  
    well!
  
    5
  
  
    Hail, hail!
  
  
    all
  
  
    hail, all
  
  
    hail!
  
  
    ye
  
  
    blood-washed
  
  
    throng,
  
    Saved
  
  
    by
  
  
    grace,
  
  
    saved
  
  
    by
  
  
    grace,
  
    I
  
  
    come
  
  
    to
  
  
    join,
  
  
    to
  
  
    join
  
  
    your
  
  
    rapturous
  
  
    song,
  
    Save
  
  
    by
  
  
    grace,
  
  
    saved
  
  
    by
  
  
    grace,
  
    All,
  
  
    all
  
  
    is
  
  
    peace
  
  
    and
  
  
    joy
  
  
    divine,
  
    And
  
  
    heaven
  
  
    and
  
  
    glory
  
  
    now
  
  
    are
  
  
    mine,
  
    Loud
  
  
    hallelujahs
  
  
    to
  
  
    the
  
  
    Lamb,
  
    All
  
  
    is
  
  
    well,
  
  
    all
  
  
    is
  
  
    well!
  
    In
  
  
    other
  
  
    part
  
  
    of
  
  
    this
  
  
    book
  
  
    see
  
  
    reference
  
  
    to
  
  
    J.
  
  
    T.
  
  
    White,
  
  
    author
  
  
    of
  
  
    this
  
  
    tune,
  
  
    and
  
  
    also
  
  
    of
  
  
    words.
  
  
    The
  
  
    tune
  
  
    has
  
  
    been
  
  
    published
  
  
    before
  
  
    it
  
  
    was
  
  
    printed
  
  
    in
  
  
    the
  
  
    "
  
  
    Sacred
  
    Harp."
  
  
    It
  
  
    was
  
  
    named
  
  
    by
  
  
    White
  
  
    for
  
  
    the
  
  
    "
  
  
    Sacred
  
  
    Harp."
  
  
    The
  
  
    words
  
  
    are
  
  
    also
  
  
    a
  
  
    part
  
  
    of
  
  
    the
  
  
    old
  
  
    melodies.