[rightwingreligiousfanatic]

Yes, a very moving story. He penned it on a ship while over the spot his wife and two daughters had drowned in a shipwreck a few months earlier.

When sorrows like sea billows roll..... Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say, It is well, it is well with my soul.

[rightwingreligiousfanatic]

Here is the full hymn, entitled, "Peace Like a River" by Horatio Gates Spafford

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 buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

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

He lives--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, Oh my soul.

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

And, Lord, haste the day when our faith shall be sight
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll,
The trumpet shall sound, and 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...


~~Horatio Gates Spafford
[1873]

[carton253]

The original manuscript of the song is in Israel... not far from where I lived. I tried to find the hotel (American Hotel), but I never did quit do that.