Monday, May 24, 2010

It is well with my soul

One of my favorite things to do is to listen to Josh play guitar and sing, but I especially love it when he plays hymns. Right now I'm listening to him sing It is Well with My Soul by Horatio Spafford.
If you aren't familiar with the story behind this hymn, well then you should be! The story goes that in 1873 Spafford sent his wife and four daughter ahead of him on a ship to Europe. On the way over the ship sunk and all four of Spafford's daughters were drowned. On his way to England to meet his wife, Spafford penned the words to this song as they were nearing the place where the ship had sunk. In this hymn Spafford focuses not on the trials themselves, but on the redemptive work of Christ in the midst of trials.

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.
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.
It is well, with my soul,
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!
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

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.
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

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!
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with 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.
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010