Words by:  Warren D. Cornell, 1889

Music by:  W. George Cooper, 1889

Cornell and Cooper wrote this song at a Methodist camp meeting near West Bend, Wisconsin.

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It has been said that "Stress is more than a five letter word". There is some truth in that humorous thought. We live in a time when everyone seems to be living in stress. Some of it is from the economic times that we live in. Some might be from the media which reminds us every day how bad things are. Some might be our unexpected material expectations - we need everything and we need it now. And some of it relates to real physical problems that we encounter. All around us folks are facing real problems. And yet, while we can't avoid these stressful situations, we can have a friend who can give us a lasting, perfect peace in such times. As we cast our cares on Jesus, He is faithful to give us peace and walk with us through these fiery trials. It may be assumed that Warren Cornell must have experienced that when in 1889 he penned the words to this hymn. The music was also written that year by W. George Cooper. Maybe times were stressful then, as well.

http://www.fni.com/worship/199806/msg00843.html

Hymns of Glorious Praise, Springfield, Missouri:  Gospel Publishing House, 1969.

http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/w/o/wonpeac1.htm

http://barryshymns.blogspot.com/2009/10/wonderful-peace.html


LYRICS:  Wonderful Peace  
1. Far away in the depths of my spirit tonight
Rolls a melody sweeter than psalm;
In celestial strains it unceasingly falls
O’er my soul like an infinite calm.
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Peace, peace, wonderful peace,
Coming down from the Father above!
Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray
In fathomless billows of love!
2. What a treasure I have in this wonderful peace,
Buried deep in the heart of my soul,
So secure that no power can mine it away,
While the years of eternity roll!
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3. I am resting tonight in this wonderful peace,
Resting sweetly in Jesus’ control;
For I’m kept from all danger by night and by day,
And His glory is flooding my soul!
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4. And me think when I rise to that city of peace,
Where the Anchor of peace I shall see,
That one strain of the song which the ransomed will sing
In that heavenly kingdom shall be:
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5. Ah, soul! are you here without comfort and rest,
Marching down the rough pathway of time?
Make Jesus your Friend ere the shadows grow dark;
O accept of this peace so sublime!
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