Ever had an ‘ear-worm’?
“When peace like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to know
It is well, it is well, with my soul…”
This has been mine all week and has thoroughly moved me and encouraged me.
How much we need His peace today, amidst all the change and uncertainty in the world.
As often happens, I was almost unaware of the triggers. However, after sharing Natasha’s post yesterday – “Peace like the Prince” (https://dawnfanshawe.wordpress.com/2021/01/28/peace-like-the-prince/) I began to sing it again and I then made the connection. I realised I was partly so attracted to her beautiful poem, because the song and assurance of PEACE, from the Prince of Peace, had been with me through the lyrics in this ear-worm…
“Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to know
It is well, it is well, with my soul…”
The song had become my ear-worm, after listening to an amazing video of Stuart Neale at his worship altar, recorded on YouTube. Stuart reminded me of the man behind the song, who, despite suffering tremendous loss, was still able to find the peace to compose these incredible lyrics. (I detail the story and the lyrics below)
I would like to share the work of Stuart Croxford Neale, who is a wonderfully trained and experienced musician, whose heart is to express worship to the Lord. I was introduced to his music in a celebration webinar and an evening of “soaking” prayer. Later I found videos of his recordings which he does live, Saturdays at 11am (GMT) for the weekly celebration of Shabbat.
I hope his music encourages you, as it does me.
Stuart accompanied and toured with the singer Helen Shapiro, supporting her touring and recording activities. The late 90’s saw Stuart begin a deeper journey into worship music. Of special interest to Stuart is Davidic worship.
“It Is Well With My Soul” was penned by hymnist Horatio Spafford and composed by Philip Bliss. This hymn was written after traumatic events in Spafford’s life. The first two were the death of his four-year-old son and the Great Chicago Fire of 1871, which ruined him financially. His business interests were further hit by the economic downturn of 1873, at which time he had planned to travel to England with his family on the SS Ville du Havre, to help with D. L. Moody’s upcoming evangelistic campaigns. In a late change of plan, he sent the family ahead while he was delayed on business. While crossing the Atlantic Ocean, the ship sank rapidly after a collision, and all four of Spafford’s daughters died. His wife Anna survived and sent him the now famous telegram, “Saved alone …”. Shortly afterwards, as Spafford travelled to meet his grieving wife, he was inspired to write these words as his ship passed near where his daughters had died.
When peace like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to know
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 the faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
A song in the night, oh my soul!
Amen, Amen and Amen!!!
As my son would say – “Mum, that’s a Banger!”