Favourite Hymns

I was thinking today of my favourite hymns.

There are only three that come to mind as being my favourites, "Hail Sovereign Love", one that is a newer hymn that I first learned using the Berea Baptist Hymnal - I believe it's entitled "The Lord's Church" and "It is Well with My Soul."

Spafford penned the words to the latter after learning of the death of his four daughters. What grace he was given to be able to write such beautiful words!

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.

Though Satan should buffet,
though trials should come,
Let this blessed 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!

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.

Chorus (between each verse and at the end)
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

The lines that particularly jump out at me are, "That Christ has regarded my helpless estate, and has shed his own blood for my soul."

To think that the Lord Jesus took any thought of me at all is the most humbling of thoughts. To know that He loves me; a precious, precious thought that brings tears to my eyes, instills thankfulness in my heart, and reminds me of how unworthy of His love and grace I truly am.

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