Saved Alone

As Horatio Spafford crossed the sea, passed the spot where his four daughters lay, he looked to the heavens and penned a great hymn. He had lost a son and business in the great Chicago Fire as well. He was now to join his grieving wife and would eventually have two surviving daughters, one who would take in orphans. It is well...it is well with our souls.

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, 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
It is well (it is well)
With my soul (with my soul)
It is well, it is well with 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
It is well (it is well)
With my soul (with my soul)
It is well, it is well with my soul
It is well (it is well)
With my soul (with my soul)
It is well, it is well with my soul


SAVED ALONE

helpless to save,
hands slipping...slipping—away

fire and water, mixed
with our Savior’s blood.

when the heart sinks—
to the lowest depths

how does one find
—-bliss?

how does one sing,
lift

one’s eyes to the royal skies?
clouds roll, reveal

the bluest eye,
cold steel

determination in tears.
something

to hold dear.

waves billow and roll,
swallow body of stars.

familial remnants 
without mother or father—
waiting

for the one yet to be born—
born indeed,

to hold hopeful eyes—
feed their souls

is one of their stories 
yet to be told…

Spaffords’ tearful hug
in heavenlies—
Jesus’ wet palm.

hope sailed, faith stretched—
it is indeed well...well with our souls.

11/19/2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Watt Avatar
November 25, 2020 at 1:20 PM
Many have turned to this hymn for comfort in their season of deepest distress, and knowing the tragedy that prompted its writing makes it even more poignant and meaningful to the soul. Thank you for this, my friend.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 25, 2020 at 6:10 PM
Thank you, John! I guess maybe many of the great hymns come with a heartfelt story.
Proxenos Avatar
November 21, 2020 at 8:49 AM
Life was not easy for this person yet he persevered and came out on top, and his faith was steadfast - reminds me of the Book of Job! Well penned my friend, Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 21, 2020 at 6:43 PM
Surely, like the book of Job. God bless you, Jennifer!
Kamoonpuri Avatar
November 20, 2020 at 2:43 AM
Wow so these are two poems and you wrote both of them? They are both superb, beautiful in hopeful positive content and lyrical style. Kudos. ^^^^^^^^^^^^~^^^^^^^^ Plz pleez do read and comment my newest poem too .
Rodrigues Avatar
November 20, 2020 at 5:15 AM
No, Horatio Spafford wrote the first one. Mine is followed by my title, “Saved Alone.”
Buhagiar Avatar
November 20, 2020 at 2:08 AM
What a wonderful way to write a poem. You did this so well. ~~
Rodrigues Avatar
November 20, 2020 at 5:12 AM
Thank you, Victor!
Horsman Avatar
November 19, 2020 at 10:43 PM
You truly did this so well. Kim, to bounce off his sad sentiment, you bring your own wonderful poetry in to focus. love this amazing piece.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 20, 2020 at 5:12 AM
Thank you, Harry!
Mcintosh Avatar
November 19, 2020 at 8:42 AM
Such a brilliant expression of compassion and faith. I love this poem, sweet Kim. You're a inspiration and a blessing who warms my own heart and soul. God bless you
Rodrigues Avatar
November 19, 2020 at 1:31 PM
God bless you through the holidays and always!
Cunningham Avatar
November 19, 2020 at 7:27 AM
Dispite all that life threw at him, he still kept his faith. Well written Kim. Tom
Rodrigues Avatar
November 19, 2020 at 1:32 PM
An example to us. Blessings to you!
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