{"id":120,"date":"2007-05-08T10:46:58","date_gmt":"2007-05-08T15:46:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/meditations.tylerdata.com\/?p=120"},"modified":"2009-09-17T20:27:56","modified_gmt":"2009-09-18T01:27:56","slug":"it-is-well-with-my-soul","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/meditations.tylerdata.com\/?p=120","title":{"rendered":"It Is Well With My Soul"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"77\" height=\"96\" alt=\"3doves.jpg\" id=\"image131\" src=\"http:\/\/meditations.tylerdata.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2007\/09\/3doves.thumbnail.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Words and Music by Horatio Stafford<br \/>\nand Philip Bliss. Public Domain. 1873<\/p>\n<p>When peace like a river, attendeth my way,<br \/>\nWhen sorrows like sea billows roll;<br \/>\nWhatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,<br \/>\nIt is well, it is well, with my soul.<\/p>\n<p>It is well, with my soul,<br \/>\nIt is well, with my soul,<br \/>\nIt is well, it is well, with my soul.<\/p>\n<p>Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,<br \/>\nLet this blest assurance control,<br \/>\nThat Christ has regarded my helpless estate,<br \/>\nAnd hath shed His own blood for my soul.<\/p>\n<p>My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!<br \/>\nMy sin, not in part but the whole,<br \/>\nIs nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,<br \/>\nPraise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!<\/p>\n<p>It is well, with my soul,<br \/>\nIt is well, with my soul,<br \/>\nIt is well, it is well, with my soul.<\/p>\n<p>And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,<br \/>\nThe clouds be rolled back as a scroll;<br \/>\nThe trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,<br \/>\nEven so, it is well with my soul.<\/p>\n<p>It is well, with my soul,<br \/>\nIt is well, with my soul,<br \/>\nIt is well, it is well, with my soul.<\/p>\n<p>Praise you the LORD. Praise the LORD, O my soul. 2 While I live will I praise the LORD: I will sing praises to my God while I have any being. [Psalm 146:1-2]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Words and Music by Horatio Stafford and Philip Bliss. Public Domain. 1873 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, with my [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[28],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/meditations.tylerdata.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/120"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/meditations.tylerdata.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/meditations.tylerdata.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/meditations.tylerdata.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/meditations.tylerdata.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=120"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/meditations.tylerdata.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/120\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":179,"href":"http:\/\/meditations.tylerdata.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/120\/revisions\/179"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/meditations.tylerdata.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=120"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/meditations.tylerdata.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=120"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/meditations.tylerdata.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=120"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}