Sunday, March 6, 2011


It Is Well

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, 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.


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!


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.


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!


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.


Words: Horatio G. Spafford, 1873.

click on this link to read the story behind the hymn, and here to listen to the melody.


Debbie said...

That is one of the most beautiful hymns on record and the story behind it makes it even more valuable to Christians. Thanks for posting the words.

Bonnie said...

Beautiful sunset. The winter sunsets and summer sunsets are so different from each other.

Cher' Shots said...

Beautiful sunset and hymn.
'hugs from afar'

Boho Farm and Home said...

That is one of my favorites and you just don't here it enough anymore. thanks for sharing!

lil red hen said...

Yet again, another beautiful hymn written following great tragedy. Such wonderful words ---

Teresa said...

Gorgeous, gorgeous.
What a perfect hymn to post with that beautiful picture.
Thanks, Joni!