Sunday, October 11, 2009

It is Well!

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.

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.

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!

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.

Words: Horatio G. Spafford, 1873.


Cinnamon said...

Oh I love that song!! I am praying for you dear friend~


BECKY said...

Hey Cutie! How did you know? This is my absolute favorite hymn!!
Uh-HUH!!! It just stirs my spirit!! Praise You Lord!!

Have a lovely week! We went away for the weekend on a trip down memory lane!! I'll blog about it soon! Maybe I can sleep now! :o)

Liz Tolsma said...

Oh, my favorite hymn. I can hardly hear it without weeping. Thanks for stopping by my blog. Glad you liked the book! If you'd like to chat some time, drop me an email at I think it is a wonderful "coincidence" that we both grew up in the OPC!

Kimberly said...

I am listening to background music tonight to try to calm my weary soul, and this hymn was very simply and beautifully played. We are so many miles apart, and have never met, and we share so many beautiful things. God is gracious.

robert said...

Thanks for introducing visitors to "The Clan," and for posting Horatio Spafford's beautiful hymn. Today is the 121st anniversary of his death, and I've posted quite a bit of information about him and the writing of the song on my own blog. I invite you to take a look at Wordwise Hymns today. God bless.