><>...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
Though satan should buffet,
though trials shoud come,
Let this blessed assurance control
That Christ has regarded
My helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood
For my soul.
And, Lord, haste the day,
When the faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll,
The trump shall sound
And the Lord shall descend,
Even so it is well with my soul.!
Horatio G. Spafford
Praise God...><> |
