Verse 1 He took the same back pew each Sunday, Bible worn beneath his hand, Sang the words he’d learned from Mama, Long before he’d understand. He’d watched good people leave too early, Prayed for some who never came home, And carried questions through the years He’d learned to carry alone. Pre-Chorus He believed that God was faithful, Still, there were things he couldn’t see. Some prayers came back with answers… Some came back with mystery. Chorus I never got the answer To every time I asked Him why. Why He sometimes calmed the water, And sometimes let the storm roll by. I never saw the whole road, Just enough for the next mile. But every time I thought He’d left me, He was with me all the while. No, I never got the answer… But I learned to trust Him anyhow. Verse 2 There’s a name beside him in that Bible, Written faintly years ago. And a flower pressed between the pages From someone he still misses so. He remembers asking for a miracle, Down beside a hospital bed. He remembers Heaven staying silent… And all the things he never said. Pre-Chorus He could’ve let that silence harden Everything he once believed. Instead he brought his broken questions To the One he couldn’t leave. Chorus I never got the answer To every time I asked Him why. Why He sometimes calmed the water, And sometimes let the storm roll by. I never saw the whole road, Just enough for the next mile. But every time I thought He’d left me, He was with me all the while. No, I never got the answer… But I learned to trust Him anyhow. Bridge — stripped down, almost spoken Now his hair has turned to silver, And his steps don’t move as fast. Someone asked him, “After all you’ve seen, How’d your faith survive the past?” He looked down at that old Bible, Then smiled and shook his head: “I used to think that peace would come When God explained it all. But peace ain’t knowing why He let you hurt… It’s knowing Who you call.” Turn — piano enters softly Then the old piano started, And the room grew still and low. The first few notes were all it took… It was a song he’d always known. He closed his eyes. And for the first time We understood what all those years Had taught his soul… Final Original Chorus He never got the answer. He never learned the reason why. But he found a faithful Savior Who never left his side. And maybe peace was never Having every question told… Maybe peace was simply knowing— It is well… [Transition into hymn] When peace like a river Attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say, It is well, it is well with my soul. [Build — choir/harmony enters] It is well… With my soul… It is well, it is well… With my soul. Outro — music falls back to piano I never got the answer… I got peace instead.
