Bika Mono ve, It is well - Selah

Bika Mono ve; Pass Me Not, O Gentle Savior/ It is well with my soul     //     Selah

Bika mono ve, mvulusi
mono ku lomba
bu nge vuluswa ba nkaka
bika mono ve

Yesu, yesu
mono ku lomba
bu nge vuluswa ba nkaka
bika mono ve

Pass me not, o gentle Savior
Hear my humble cry.
While on others thou art calling
Do not pass me by.
Savior, Savior, hear my humble cry
While on others thou art calling do not pass me by

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.

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

It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul

It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul