prayer

Some days I forget the power of prayer.
for days on end now I have cried out to God
asking for change in my current circumstances,
asking Him to move the things in life I seem so unable to.

I've felt heard
but I'd forgotten that being heard isn't the only point of prayer,
but that God also answers.

Today I God answered in a way that I was able to see.
and I feel peace.

and so my heart sings:

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.

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)

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)

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)