There lived a man and a woman,
In a town called Shalom,
They made a home for Elisha,
And found favour in his eyes,
So God sent them a miracle,
The only thing they longed for,
Within a year they would have a son,
As Elisha prophesied.
One day they ran from the field,
Brought the child to his mother,
She held his head there on her knees,
Until he died at noon that day,
She didn't tell anyone,
She ran straight to the man of God,
And if anybody asked her,
She replied along the way.
It is well, it is well,
There is peace in my dispare,
Knowing God will hear my prayer,
And I will cling,
To the promise that He brings,
Even death will have no sting,
No power in hell,
In his presence i will dwell,
For it is well(it is well),
It is well.
Elisha stood by the bedside where she
laid the boy when he died.
he prayed a prayer upon him and he breathed
new life again.
Friend, God dosn't never change if you'll have
that woman's faith.
He'll send you a miracle, but until then you can say.
It is well. It is well!
There is peace in my dispare knowing God
will hear my prayer and I will cling to the
promise that He brings.
Even death can have no sting, no power in Hell
For it is well!
It is well! There is peace in my dispare knowing
God has heard my prayer and I will cling to the
promise that He brings, and even death will have
no sting, no power in hell for it is well!
It is well!