In the wake the way in which God is moving in my personal life, I have to sing... When peace like a river attendeth my way; when sorrows like sea billows role. Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say, It is well, it is well with my soul. Thou Satan should buffet, though trials should come, let this blest assurance control, that Christ has regarded my helpless estate and has shed His own blood for my soul And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight, the clouds be rolled back like a scroll; the trump shall resound, 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. Amen...
Posted on: Tue, 16 Jul 2013 06:04:14 +0000
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