This is not to put down what others have expressed, but it is not just a song, it is the song of my heart, the song of the redeemed, the everlasting song of praise. It is well with my soul. Even though I must face the ungodly anti Christ, Holy Spirit denying horde of this world each day, I remember. I remember I once was one of them. I once was lost and now am found in Him and it is well with my soul.
The presence of His power demonstrates power of His presence and as He over floods me with rivers of living waters, it is well with my soul. My mind wonders away from the things of heaven when my eyes gaze upon the things of this world. My heart is overwhelmed by the great seas of sorrows rising up against me. It is then that I know that this is my Father’s world and it is indeed well with my soul.
When I consider the lilies, and the stars in the sky, I wonder why. Why would He shed His own blood for my soul? When I think of God not sparing His son, allowing Him to die on Calvary for such a wretch like me; when I remember that He by His sovereign choice does not remember then I shout while eternity rolls. It IS well with my soul. For my sins in their entirety, are nailed securely to the cross where His blood is shed. By His amazing grace it is well with my soul.