....as I was driving from the doctor's office to the grocery to the apartment of my elderly friend Fran, I was feeling down again. And what came on the radio? The new version of this. It was exactly right, at exactly the right time. Yee Haw!
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.
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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.
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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!
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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.
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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!
Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!
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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.
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Here's the music, if you want to sing.
The Jars of Clay version? I could hear it in my head as soon as I saw the words.
Selah sings a great version of this....gosh, their voices and harmonies are near perfect. I read up on the lyricist's life - Mr Spafford - and wow...talk about the life of Job. It's so great to discover the inspirations behind these old hymns....