LET YOUR LIGHT SHINE WHEREVER YOU ARE!
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
It is well with my soul
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.
Refrain
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
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.
Refrain
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!
Refrain
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
Refrain
But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord!
Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!
Refrain
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.
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3 comments:
It is well with my soul, that is what I proclaim, it is well in the storm it is well. If the author of this powerful old hymn could do so after loosing his wife and children all in one night...I can do that , too! All is well with my soul!
foshizel. this is my favourite hymn because of the author. Horation G. Spafford lost his son to illness, then his property burned down...hence the existance of the "great chicago fire"...then a boat sinking took his four girls...wowee what a story. Girl, you are one faithful blogger...i'd like to do it more...but im not always at the computer. love ya.
oh, and i learned all that from an odyessey tape. ha.
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