2 Kings 4:26

Run to meet her and ask her, ‘Are you all right? Is your husband all right? Is your child all right?’”

“Everything is all right,” she said.

Horatio Spafford was a lawyer from Chicago. His only son was killed by scarlet fever at the age of 4, and a year later, fire wiped out the bulk of his investments in real estate. He decided then to bring his family on a holiday to England. Before they left on a ship, a business development cropped up, and he sent them ahead with the intent to catch up later on. While crossing the Atlantic, the ship collided with another vessel and sank. All four of his daughters died. It was then that he penned this hymn:

It Is Well With My Soul

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.

Refrain:
It is well, (it is well),
With my soul, (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 has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for 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!

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.

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!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of 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.

Like the woman in 2 Kings, H. Spafford was able to find rest despite the tragedy that had unfolded. Whatever his lot, in peace and in sorrow, death and life, it was well with his soul.

It is your peace God, not that I can fathom it or demand it, but You give it to me anyway. Thank You for that 🙂

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