It is well

PLS READ THIS ARTICLE TO THE LAST SENTENCE. IT A CONFESSION.
LET THE REDEEMED SAY:
Though the night may seem so dark and the day is so dull. even hope seems to be hopeful. As my situation seem be rid off a solution, still I shall see beyond my sight and feel beyond my touch. I will hope against hope and I'm gonna keep saying it and I won't stop talking it. IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL.
      It may take so much effort to wear a smile on my face and even more to rid off my fear for the race. It may be a long way to my dream place, but on this dark day I will keep walking for though I may not yet be there, I'm sure of where I used to be. For in the midst of this dark night my star will shine so bright that the sun will envy. That even though the day may delay, I'm gonna keep saying it and I won't stop talking it. IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL.
And so I may be so called up in the shell of shame and my future trampled upon by my ancient history of pain and even my name I fear to bear, for it carries along with it great responsibility and deep despair, but as the word of my spirit resound, my faith is made more profound, my will is toughen, that though the night tarries, joy comes in the morning. So like the dust, you may beat me beneath your feet as you want but indeed like the dust, the harder you beat me, the higher I shall rise. Cos I'm gonna keep saying it and I won't stop talking it. IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL.
         May all the witness this day as I say weep not for my present travail, that not on that the ship of my destiny shall set sail, for I am a seed of promise, a child of destiny watered by the WORD that gives life to the dead. No Tyrone of circumstance can hold the determined WILL for too long, for I look to the heaven from where comes my help. Where do I see the hills of faith that bid me to take my place among them in the hall of faith where the brave will live forever. So with this INSIGHT, I'm gonna keep saying it and I won't stop talking it. And to all my friends this thus I sound, be careful how you read me less you misread me, for I have long been wind from timidity, now beyond the terrors of the night and the shadows of my fear, I see a day beautifully clear. For the turbulence of the sea shall no longer move me to reign but with quietness and courage, I shall still the storm, I may be quiet but I shall not be timid, I may be respectful but I shall not be afraid, I may be pressured on very side, but I shall not be overwhelmed I may be content but make no mistakes about it I am not yet satisfied. It may seem like I've lost the battle, but brethren I shall surely win the war. Cos I'm gonna keep saying it and I won't stop talking it. IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL.
             Where on does my faith stands that He was born to die that death may be defeated, now with Him I have risen above the bleakness of my past, for though I have been in the mighty clay, now on the solid rock I shall stand, for He has caused me to laugh the day I mourned. Now I shall no longer walk on naked foot, but as a Prince I shall ride on horses, for this fine day, when I shall move beyond the rage of my claims. And high up in the sky I shall fly. Cos I'm gonna keep saying it and I won't stop talking it. IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL. AMEN.