Lyrics to the hymn, It Is Well With My Soul
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Today, we are going to cover the hymn known as, It Is Well With My Soul by Horatio G. Spafford.
He wrote it in 1873 after he experienced great tragedy; more on that later.
If you don't know how the tune goes, look up Kaleb Brasee; he is one of the best piano players in the world.
See you later!
The Lyrics
Verse 1
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,
"It is well, it is well with my soul."
Chorus
It is well, (It is well)
With my soul (With my soul)
It is well, it is well with my soul!
Verse 2
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control:
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
Chorus
It is well, (It is well)
With my soul (With my soul)
It is well, it is well with my soul!
Verse 3
My sin-oh, the bliss of that 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!
Chorus
It is well, (It is well)
With my soul (With my soul)
It is well, it is well with my soul!
Verse 4
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.
Chorus
It is well, (It is well)
With my soul (With my soul)
It is well, it is well with my soul!
Verse 5
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!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul!
Chorus
It is well, (It is well)
With my soul (With my soul)
It is well, it is well with my soul!
Verse 6
And Lord, haste the day when the 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.
Chorus
It is well, (It is well)
With my soul (With my soul)
It is well, it is well with my soul!
Afterwards
Horatio G. Spafford, as I mentioned before, wrote this song under great tragedy; what tragedy?
His son died of a illness, his business burned to the ground, and his four daughters drowned after their ship was hit.
Can you imagine living under those circumstances?
Later in his life, Mr. Spafford died under the impression that he was the Messiah.
Grief makes people go crazy.
If anybody around you is suffering, help them; tell them how much they mean to you, and pray with them.
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Goodbye, and God bless.
-Mother of Gooses
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