Keep Saying It

I’m gonna keep saying it
i won’t stop talking it
I’m gonna keep saying it
let the redeemed of the lord say so
though the night may seem so dark
and the day so dull
even hope seems to be hopeful
and my situation seems berieved of a solution
still i shall see beyond my sight
and feel beyond my touch
i will hope against hope
so I’m gonna keep saying it
and i won’t stop taking 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 this race
it may be a long way to my dream place
but on this dark day i would keep walking
for though i may not yet be there
i am sure not where i used to be
for in the midst of this black night
my star will shine so bright that the sun will envy
and 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 curled up in the shell of shame
and my future trample upon my ancient histories of pain
and even my name i fear to bear
for it tags along with it great responsibility
my will Is toughened that though the night tarries
joy shall surely come in the morning
so like the dust, you may best me beneath your feet as you want
but indeed like the dust, the harder you beat, the higher i shall rise
cos I’m gonna keep saying it
i won’t stop talking it
it is well with my soul!
(chorus once)
May all the world witness this day as i say
weep not for my present travail
doubt not 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 body
no tyranny our circumstance can hold a determined will for too long
for i look to the heavens from whence cometh my help
there do i see the hills of faith
they bid me to take my place among them
in the hall of faith where the brave will live forever
so with that in sight I’m gonna keep saying it and i won’t stop talking it
And to all my friends this law again i serve
be careful how you read me lest you misread me
for i have long been weaned from timidity
now beyond the terrors of the night and shadows of my fear
i see a day beautifully clear
for the turbulence of the sea shall no longer move me to rage
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 every 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 brother, 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!
whereon does My faith stand
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 had been the marry clay
now on the solid Rock i shall stand
for he has caused me to laugh on the day i mourn
now i shall no longer walk on naked feet
but as a prince, i shall ride on horses
for this is a fine day where i shall move beyond the range of my cage and
higher 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!
till fade…