*Oh My Soul*




Tonight my soul is troubled. Tonight I can't shake this feeling of dread and doubt and fear. I've been here in my room for teh past hour and a half crying (literally) out to God, he won't show the next move, he won't show me the end. Oh my soul. I've had this feeling since about 4:00, all through dinner I sat pondering what the source of it is, yet I've come up with nothing. Oh my soul. I know this feeling, its haunting grasp takes me back. Back to a time, a very deep and dark time in my life. A time I neither care to remember nor describe, but I know that I have a blessed assurance that one day and soon God will give me peace like a river.


Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
O what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God,
born of his Spirit, washed in his blood.
Refrain:
This is my story, this is my song, praising my Savior all the day long;
this is my story, this is my song, praising my Savior all the day long.
2. Perfect submission, perfect delight,
visions of rapture now burst on my sight;
angels descending bring from above echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
(Refrain)
3. Perfect submission, all is at rest;
I in my Savior am happy and blest,
watching and waiting, looking above,
filled with his goodness, lost in his love.
(Refrain)