Now a no one from the nowhere hills, the Israelite Elkanah
Had a wife named Hannah and a wife named Peninnah.
Peninnah had children, but Hannah, she had none.
And Hannah was downhearted at what the Lord had done.
Hannah prays on her knees.
Hannah weeps, Hannah pleads.
God, my Rock, you do all things well.
When Hannah went to Shiloh to worship and to pray. She said,
"If you give me a son, oh God, he'll serve you all his days."
"Hannah, are you drunk on wine?" asked Eli, the old priest.
"I was pouring out my soul to God," said Hannah in her grief.
Hannah prays on her knees.
Hannah weeps, Hannah pleads.
God, my Rock, you do all things well.
Well, the Lord remembered Hannah, and he granted her a son.
Hannah kept her promise after all the Lord had done.
She took her boy to Shiloh, to serve God all his days.
The mighty prophet Samuel, who led Israel in God's ways.
Hannah prays on her knees.
Hannah weeps, Hannah pleads.
God, my Rock, you do all things well.
Well, give the Lord your heartache, give the Lord your pain.
Give your life to Jesus, call upon his name.
We can learn to trust in God and cast our every care.
It's in the old, old story of Hannah and her prayer.
Hannah prays on her knees.
Hannah weeps, Hannah pleads.
God, my Rock, you do all things well.
God, my Rock, you do all things well.