Storm Clouds (Cumulonimbus)


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.

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.

And, Lord, haste the day when our faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back like a scroll;
The trump shall resound and the Lord shall descend,
"Even so"--it is well with my soul.
Horatio Spafford



3 comments:

Promise Christian Academy said...

So, so awesome! Great picture!
Hilda Rebecca

BryceM said...
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lindafay said...

Feel free to use it, Bryce. Hope it is a blessing to many.