Songs for Saturday: All shall be Well

January 28, 2017 — Leave a comment


All Shall Be Well–Words and music by Andrew Peterson

This ballad by Andrew Peterson tells a story of holding on to hope, which is probably what is needed as we close out the first month of the year and head into the second. The newness has worn off, our bright beginnings have started to get a little tarnished. But we keep heading toward our destination.

Here are the words to the song and Peterson’s notes on it, which are on The Rabbit Room website.

“ALL SHALL BE WELL
(based on Matthew 16:18, Matthew 5:16, Luke 15:20-24, Luke 15:4, Isaiah 40:8, Hebrews 12:1)

“We touched down on the sound (1)
At the top of the world
In the land of the midnight sun
Where the frozen river melts away
And breaks into a run (2)
Into the sea, into the mighty waves
That waited just to see it
From a long way off that river thawed
And the tide ran out to meet it
“Welcome home, unfrozen river, welcome home” (3)

‘Cause all shall be well, all shall be well (3)
Break the chains of the gates of Hell
Still all manner of things will be well (4)

See the quiet hearts of the children of
The children of this land (5)
They have stayed alive in the day-long night
By the fires that warm their hands
There is a wilderness inside them
It is dark and thick and deep
And beside the fire at the heart of that wood
Is a precious missing sheep (6)
So go on in, hold your torch, let it shine

Cause all shall be well, all shall be well
Break the chains of the gates of Hell
Still all manner of things will be well
All shall be well, all shall be well
The Word of God will never fail
And all manner of things will be well

There’s a light in the darkness
There’s an end to the night (7)
I saw the sun go down on a frozen ocean
As the man in the moon was rising (8)
And he rode the night all full and bright
With his face at the far horizon
And the night can be so long, so long
You think you’ll never get up again
But listen now, it’s a mighty cloud of
Witnesses around you (9)
(They say)
Hold on, just hold on
Hold on to the end
All shall be well, all shall be well
Break the chains of the gates of Hell
Still all manner of things will be well
All shall be well, all shall be well
The Word of God will never fail
And all manner of things will be well”
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Peterson’s notes on his song:
“1. The Norton Sound. The towns we visited were mostly coastal, the farthest north of which was Nome.
2. Those of you who live in cold climates know about the “river going out”. I remember seeing in a town in Minnesota an old car parked on a frozen river where everyone could see it. The town held a yearly raffle to predict what day of the spring thaw the car would finally sink through the ice. Well, in Alaska there’s much speculation about which day of spring the ice on the rivers will break apart and pour into the ocean. It apparently all happens in one raucous moment, and we missed it by two days. It was the talk of the town. I couldn’t help thinking of the thawing of the heart of the prodigal son and his eventual return to the arms of his father.
3. “All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well.” –Julian of Norwich
4. Which is to say, all Hell may break loose, but in the end things will be made right.
5. Many of the Native Americans I met in Alaska were quiet, stoic, intimidating. But behind those fierce eyes was much kindness, and much that needed kindness, too.
6. The landscape of that wild country was much like the inner terrain of that country’s people. Dark, dangerous, but with the bright, warm fire of a soul burning somewhere inside, a lost sheep waiting to be found and loved and carried home.
7. This of course refers to the long night of winter. The occurrence of depression and suicide in Alaska is many times that of the lower states, which is part of why I wanted to write a song of encouragement.
8. On the shore of the coastal village of Unalakleet I sat by a fire and watched the sun slide at a 45 degree angle into the sea while behind me a fat yellow moon lifted over the mountains.
9. I thought about the mighty “cloud of witnesses” in Hebrews when I saw that moon surrounded by clouds on its long journey into the night”.

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