Music speaks to my soul. Sometimes it makes me smile, other times cry. Then there are those times I find it so disturbing I cannot listen. For instance, I find it difficult to listen to classical piano music. Not that I don’t like it, because I do. I am a pianist and studied classical music for most of my youth. I listen with a very critical ear. I picture myself playing the notes, experiencing all the thought processes it would take for me to play the music. It’s hard work. I cannot relax with it. For the most part, at this stage of my life, I find music that tells an encouraging story to be the most enjoyable. This evening these words came to me from a hymn that has touched so many people. Then I realized, my song is back! I have peace. My heart sings.

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

2. 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.
(Refrain)

3. 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!
(Refrain)

4. 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.
(Refrain)