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Saturday, December 30, 2006

More Favorite Hymns - It Is Well with My Soul

It Is Well with My Soul seems to be one of the best loved of the old hymns, perhaps because we can relate to the grief out of which it was born. Many people know the story of Spafford losing his children when a boat sank. This song was written during his journey to be with his wife (who had been on the same ship as the children).

While many CCM artists have recorded this hymn, my favorite is by Audio Adrenaline (a duet with Jennifer Knapp) on the Underdog CD.

As is common with older hymns, there are two stanzas here I have not typically heard sung. It is interesting (and sad) that we don't include many of these verses in our hymnals anymore, and when we do sing the hymn, we don't even sing all the stanzas that are included. This, I think, we do to our poverty.
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, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

Tho' Satan should buffet, tho' 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, 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, 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, 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!
Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!

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

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4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

We sing it nearly every week in the nusring home we minister in...I belt it out hardcore, baby, and then tell them how good it is if we can sing it like we mean it...and many of them do, with what little breath they have left, and it ministers as much to me (more so) than we do to them...

6:02 PM EST  
Blogger Chris said...

Just sang that one this last Lord's Day, actually. Great hymn.

1:14 PM EST  
Blogger Taliesin said...

Thank you gentlemen. It's been a while since we have sung this one. I have little to no influence over such matters, but I think I'll make a suggestion.

4:55 PM EST  
Blogger Dino said...

This hymn never fails to bring tears to my eyes. Truly, truly, with Jesus it is well with my soul in spite of the circumstances I go through.

2:45 AM EST  

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