Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Well With My

Horatio Spafford has written a doozy of a fantastic song. Although it was 1873, and it was penned because of some rough times, I love to hear and match my heart to the song - It is Well With My Soul. The great Chi­ca­go Fire of Oc­to­ber 1871 ru­ined him fi­nan­cial­ly (he had been a weal­thy bus­i­ness­man). Short­ly af­ter the fire, while cross­ing the At­lan­tic, all four of Spaf­ford’s daugh­ters died in a col­li­sion with an­o­ther ship. Sev­er­al weeks lat­er, as Spaf­ford’s own ship passed near the spot where his daugh­ters died, he was inspired to write these words. (just three of the verses)

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!

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.


JoelK said...

That one stirs me up also. That's why I love the hymns. Thanks Ben.


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