It Is Well with My Soul
Backgrounder: Knowing that his
friend Dwight Moody was going
to preach in England in fall 1871,
Horatio Stafford decided to take
his family to England. His wife &
4 daughters went ahead on SS
Ville and he planned to follow a
few days. But on Atlantic Ocean
the ship was struck by an iron
vessel and sank. 260 lives were
lost including Spafford’s 4 girls;
and Mrs Spafford cabled her
husband: Saved alone. Spafford
booked passage on the next ship.
Crossing the Atlantic, the captain
pointed the place where he thot
SS Ville had gone down. That
night Spafford penned the words:
When sorrows like sea billows roll.
It is well, it is well with my soul.
Lord, we look up to you for help:
We can rejoice too when we run
into problems and trials, for we
know that they help us develop
endurance. And endurance
develops strength of character,
and character strengthens our
confident hope of salvation.
And hope does not disappoint
us because God has poured
out his love into our hearts
by the Holy Spirit (Rom 5:3-5)
Lord, we acknowledge that You
are sovereign in all our situations.
In your mercy, take this trial away;
if not then may Your will be done.
But it’s hard and sometimes we
may feel we can’t go on for the
pain & fear are too much to bear.
We know that it is not your intent
to bring us to the point just to
leave us alone in the wilderness.
All the strength, resource and
wisdom we need are in yr hands.
Give us what we need so that we
don’t hv to worry about tomorrow
Keep us from sinning during
this trial. Help us to keep our
eyes on you, the Almighty God,
for all of our hope rest in You!
In Jesus’ name. Amen.
When peace like a river attendeth
my way,
When sorrows like sea-billows roll
Whatever my lot, Thou hast
taught me to say,
It is well, it is well with my soul.
It is well with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul.
Though Satan should buffer,
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.
And Lord haste the day when
the 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.
Backgrounder: Knowing that his
friend Dwight Moody was going
to preach in England in fall 1871,
Horatio Stafford decided to take
his family to England. His wife &
4 daughters went ahead on SS
Ville and he planned to follow a
few days. But on Atlantic Ocean
the ship was struck by an iron
vessel and sank. 260 lives were
lost including Spafford’s 4 girls;
and Mrs Spafford cabled her
husband: Saved alone. Spafford
booked passage on the next ship.
Crossing the Atlantic, the captain
pointed the place where he thot
SS Ville had gone down. That
night Spafford penned the words:
When sorrows like sea billows roll.
It is well, it is well with my soul.
Lord, we look up to you for help:
We can rejoice too when we run
into problems and trials, for we
know that they help us develop
endurance. And endurance
develops strength of character,
and character strengthens our
confident hope of salvation.
And hope does not disappoint
us because God has poured
out his love into our hearts
by the Holy Spirit (Rom 5:3-5)
Lord, we acknowledge that You
are sovereign in all our situations.
In your mercy, take this trial away;
if not then may Your will be done.
But it’s hard and sometimes we
may feel we can’t go on for the
pain & fear are too much to bear.
We know that it is not your intent
to bring us to the point just to
leave us alone in the wilderness.
All the strength, resource and
wisdom we need are in yr hands.
Give us what we need so that we
don’t hv to worry about tomorrow
Keep us from sinning during
this trial. Help us to keep our
eyes on you, the Almighty God,
for all of our hope rest in You!
In Jesus’ name. Amen.
When peace like a river attendeth
my way,
When sorrows like sea-billows roll
Whatever my lot, Thou hast
taught me to say,
It is well, it is well with my soul.
It is well with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul.
Though Satan should buffer,
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.
And Lord haste the day when
the 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.