A wonderful song, “It Is Well With My Soul,” was written by Horatio Spafford as he experienced loss of possessions in a fire followed by the tragic loss of his family.
As Thanksgiving approaches this month, let us thank the Lord for all His blessings. Let us remember that the greatest blessing of all is the very presence of the Lord in our hearts and lives.
Even in times of need, we can be thankful that the Lord is with us and will see us through the hard times.
Perhaps we should follow the example of the child who tried quoting the Twenty-third Psalm by saying, “The Lord is my Shepherd; He’s all I want!”
IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL
Horatio Spafford
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.
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.
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.