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Shared songs with new meaning

This post is re-posted by permission of both the author and its original platform The Christian Century. To read the original post from November 2025 by Melissa Florer-Bixler, you can click here.

 

 

 

My colleague’s Black church was taking a break from anti-racism work with White churches. So we decided to sing together.

A Book, A Grant, and A Challenge

A few years ago, I came across a book called Worship Across the Racial Divide. Its chapter titles were arresting: “African Americans as the Icon of ‘True Worship,’” “The Naïve Experience of Worship in Multiracial Churches,” “‘Have You Seen Our Gospel Choir?’ Conspicuous Color in Multiracial Worship.”

The book’s author, sociologist Gerardo Martí, spent two years studying 12 racially integrated congregations in Southern California. The most common feature he found in these churches was a Black music leader or gospel choir, meant to attract those outside the White majority. While this model does foster cross-racial relationships within a music program, Martí found that it also reinforces stereotypes that essentialize race. Universally, his interviewees considered Black worshipers experience to be more authentic than anyone else’s. In addition, Black religious life influenced the music of the service but nothing else—not attire, service length, preaching style, or nonmusical leadership.

I read Martí’s book with trepidation. Our majority-White congregation was about to spend a year exploring anti-racist worship practices, thanks to a grant from the Calvin Institute of Christian Worship. For decades, our church had invested in anti-racist education, social action, and relationship building. We had not investigated our worship practice. How could we worship in a way that bore witness to God’s transforming, barrier-breaking reign? What did we need to consider anew? After reading the book I probed other questions alongside these. Did the use of Black church music offer hope for a new world, or did it reinforce racism? What was at the root of the desire to foster a racially diverse church?

The Year Exploring Anti-Racist Worship Practices Begins

That year we interviewed and worshiped with intentionally multiracial churches whose pastors were people of color. We studied together. We tried new practices in worship. We partnered with one church to cohost vacation Bible school. But our primary relationship was with St. Ambrose Episcopal Church, a historically Black church in a historically Black part of our city.

I remember meeting with Jemonde Taylor, the church’s rector, to propose the idea of a partnership. He explained that after working with majority-­White churches, his congregation experienced “yoke fatigue.” The churches that approached St. Ambrose for partnership were filled with well-meaning White people who wanted to undo their racism and find ways to be better allies. This most often took the form of study groups in which the Black church partner was the expert. St. Ambrose was intentionally taking time off from this demanding and emotionally exhausting endeavor.

I suggested something else. We would entrust our learning to experts who were compensated for their labor. Instead, we would sing together. I told him that our worship committee was suggesting a joint choir during Lent. Each week we would join St. Ambrose for choir practice, where we would learn songs significant to the life of their church. At the end, we would share a worship service together.

Then he made an additional suggestion. Perhaps St. Ambrose could learn something from our church, too. He shared about their interest in exploring music that breaks the norm of masculine language for God. Could we introduce music that offers more expansive imagery?

We agreed to the undertaking. We would exchange gifts: one week Raleigh Mennonite would teach a song to the St. Ambrose choir, and the next we would learn a song that was central to St. Ambrose’s worship. On Sundays, in our separate worship services, each choir would introduce the congregation to the new song we learned.

Reflections on the Year

During this time, I thought about Martí’s finding that churches become multiracial through the auspicious incorporation of Black church music that disconnects it from its roots in liberation from enslavement and the long, slow march to freedom. They recontexualize it in a way that is not devoid of meaning but does produce a different kind of music. Martí helped me understand what might happen when a majority-­White church incorporates music from cultures and experiences beyond its own.

Instead of rejecting this practice as inherently exoticizing, I began to see our church’s incorporation of music from other cultures as holding us within a web of relationality and responsibility. We weren’t involved in a translation project, trying to map a different experience onto our own. Sharing music gave us a new language of praise, one that emanated from a previously established form of life.

Years before I approached  Taylor about a shared choir, he had called me about the impending rezoning of a massive piece of property abutting his church’s neighborhood. The $2 billion development would skyrocket property taxes in the community, forcing Black homeowners to sell. And the increased sewage outflow would cause catastrophic flooding in buildings downstream, including the church and its neighbors. The next months were a blur of calls with city councilors, working to line people up for a press conference, and strategizing with a local environmental justice group. We worked together to secure a guarantee to address issues of water runoff.

Through a shared commitment to the other’s flourishing, by showing up when our siblings in Christ were in trouble, we developed a new context and meaning for the songs our churches sang together. Later, whenever our choir sang one of the shared anthems, I would think, This is a St. Ambrose song. I remembered those songs as a gift that announced the redemption of all things.

 

Illustration of columnist Mellisa Florer-BixlerMelissa Florer-Bixler is a doctoral student in homiletics at Duke Divinity School and the author of How to Have an Enemy and Fire by Night.

 

 

 

Copyright © 2025 by the Christian Century. “Shared songs with new meaning” by Melissa Florer-Bixler is reprinted by permission from the November 2025, issue of the Christian Century. christiancentury.org

For many years theologians and worship leaders in various circles have been discussing the prevalence of light and darkness imagery found in both the biblical, liturgical, and hymnological language of the church. While it is undeniably a metaphor that can be helpful, theologians and activists of color have pointed toward the harm that this imagery can do when combined with the past and current racial realities where lighter skin is associated with being more positive, desirable, or better. For more on that conversation, you can read about it in this article by Religion News Services posted on December 7th, 2022: https://religionnews.com/2022/12/07/amid-racial-reckoning-christians-reconsider-the-language-of-dark-and-light-at-advent/

While the theological and broader liturgical language parts of this conversation is beyond our scope here at The Center for Congregational Song, we thought it would be helpful to highlight some congregational song that bucks the longstanding metaphorical trend of “dark is bad/sad” and “light is good/happy.” Regardless of where you fall in this conversation, I hope that we can agree that it is a healthy thing for the church’s text writers to continue digging deeply into the biblical witness to help God’s people sing as faithfully as possible. And, because God is so big and so good, we’ll never fully capture it using any human language. So, seeking to expand our hymnological language is an important task because there is so much more about God and God’s work that we need to sing about.

 

“Joyful Is The Dark” by Brian Wren

https://hymnary.org/text/joyful_is_the_dark_holy_hidden_god

When you want a prophetic voice in class hymnody, always have Brian Wren on your short-list. This text addresses this topic exactly and is copyright 1989. Found in some major denominational hymnals like the Chalice Hymnal (Disciples of Christ), Glory to God (Presbyterian USA), Voices United (United Church of Canada), and Voices Together (Mennonite), this is one of the most well-known of the hymns we’ll reference in this list.

 

“Holy Darkness” by Dan Schutte

https://hymnary.org/text/i_have_tried_you_in_fires_of_affliction

A well-known writer because of his hymn “Here I Am, Lord,” Dan Schutte has many other wonderful texts and tunes that often don’t find their way into Protestant resources as much as they should. This text, also copyrighted in the late 1980s, is another one that addresses this topic directly.

 

“God In The Darkness” by Elizabeth J. Smith

https://lovebloomsbright.wordpress.com/2012/12/13/god-in-the-darkness-2/

This text acknowledges the complexity of darkness. Stanza one addresses the role of darkness as a place of creation and growth. Stanza two addresses the role darkness places in times of grief and sadness. Stanza three addresses the role of darkness as one of hope, dreaming, and ultimately renewal.

 

“In The Deep Unbounded Darkness” by Mary Louise Bringle

https://hymnary.org/hymn/LUYH2013/page/44

What list of prophetic hymn texts is complete without a Mel Bringle reference? While this text does not necessarily cast darkness as a positive thing, it also certainly does not use it negatively. Situating God in the darkness before creation, Bringle does not bring in any light imagery in this text. So, the darkness is not positive or negative…it just is.

 

“Brother Darkness, Sister Silence” by Richard Leach

https://hymnary.org/text/brother_darkness_sister_silence

This text by Richard Leach will really push your congregation forward by using familial language for both darkness and silence, two things which get really bad wraps in modern American church culture in general. Not found in any hymnals, you can get access to the text via his collection Carpenter, Why Leave the Bench” (link here) which has many other hidden treasures you’ll enjoy singing through.

 

Other Resources & Links:

A “Coffee & Hymns” Episode from April 2020 on this subject: https://www.facebook.com/centercongsong/videos/3019370348130409

A hymn writer’s blog with a page dedicated to this topic: https://www.brethesla.com/darkness-hymns/

 

May your congregational song be blessed by holy darkness.

Blogger Brian Hehn is the Director of The Center for Congregational Song

 

 

Blogger Ginny Chilton Maxwell is Music Minister at Church of the Ascension in Norfolk, Virginia, where she serves as organist, choirmaster, and elementary music teacher.

 

Right now we are in the middle of Lent, the season when we take a closer look at our hearts and ask what we need to change to be closer to God. One of the many enjoyable parts of my job as a church musician is being able to sit and read (a re-read, and re-re-read) the words of the songs we sing. I get to savor the beautiful poetry in a way that you can’t while you’re singing it in worship. After reading David Bjorlin’s recent blog on songs and contexts, I became aware of several instances where the hymn I selected clashed with the context in ways I had not anticipated. Below are a few examples involving songs I love, in contexts where they served to divide– either by race, age, or sex– rather than unite us. My hope is that these stories will jog your own memory, get a conversation going, and maybe, in this Lenten season, get us closer to the beloved community God intends for us.

 

Dividing by Race

Last month my church’s adult Sunday School class was blessed to have a guest speaker come tell us about her experience in the 1950s, being one of only a few black children to integrate one of the local public high schools. Dr. Patricia Turner (video below) is in her 70s now, and she recalled for us walking alone each morning to school, where she was taunted, spat on, and pushed down the stairs by her white classmates. Some teachers even joined in calling her disparaging nicknames. Despite all this she did quite well in school, eventually earning her doctorate and having a successful career in education. The images from her testimony were still bouncing around in my brain when we began the opening hymn at worship: “Christ is the world’s true light,” with words by George W. Briggs (1875-1959). The second stanza begins this way:

In Christ all races meet, their ancient feuds forgetting.

On the one hand, this is a wonderful sentiment to follow up a Sunday School class on the evils of racism, that there is indeed a shining day when we can give and receive forgiveness for the hurt we have caused. The church where I work, however, is predominantly white, so singing these words after a presentation like that made me think how easy it is for white folks to proclaim we can let go of the past, when we were not the ones pushed down and spat upon. Dr. Turner wasn’t present in worship, but I wonder, how would the hymn have struck her?

 

Dividing by Age

In January, in honor of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., day, I taught the children in my weekday music classes the song “Ain’t Gonna Let Nobody Turn Me ‘Round,” (video below) a favorite of Dr. King and his friends during the freedom marches of the 1950s and 60s. It’s a rousing song that I love to crank up and sing at the top of my lungs at home when I’m feeling depressed by the headlines of the day. Ain’t gonna let no hatred turn me ‘round! No lying! I launched into it with gusto for the children in my three- to five-year-old class, and I instantly thought to myself how different it feels to sing it with a group this age. “Ms. Ginny, what is hatred?” I imagined them asking. It’s hard to answer that question, since they’re so young. What does a song about hatred and bad people mean to a child? In what way are we shaping their understanding of hatred and our response to it, when we teach them a song like this?

 

Dividing by Gender

I am a part-time music minister and part-time stay-at-home mother, and I find these two jobs often overlap, since I am keen to bring up my own children to follow Jesus (and be surrounded by music!). In doing some online research recently on how much screen time is appropriate (such a huge topic for parents these days), I came across an article on television consumption and self esteem in children. The study, involving 396 children, concluded that “[T]elevision exposure predicted a decrease in self-esteem for White and Black girls and Black boys, and an increase in self-esteem among White boys.” I can’t say as this was a huge surprise to me, but I guess somewhere in my mind I hoped that the Miles Morales and Moanas of the world had changed this for children of the 21st century. Now I am hyper aware of everything my children consume that consists of mostly white and male characters, which, as I’m sure you know, includes all the beloved children’s Christian songs I sing them each day. “He” rescues me, saves me, loves me…. I don’t begrudge Jesus for being male any more than I begrudge Spider Man, but at some point, clearly the focus on men, especially white men, is causing harm. Where do we go from here?

 

One Positive Example

Those were three examples of ways beloved songs can worsen our divisions, but there are positive surprises in my work as well. On Ash Wednesday this year, for instance, my adult choir sang “Dust and Ashes,” with music by David Haas and words by Brian Wren (1989).

Dust and ashes soil our hands–greed of market, pride of nation.

Holy Spirit, come, walk with us tomorrow

as we pray and struggle through the meshes of oppression.

This will be the second time we’ve sung this together and we have to laugh every time because it’s so difficult to spit out all the words. Try saying “meshes of oppression” ten times fast! It’s difficult to sing at first because you don’t expect words like that in a piece of music for church. When is the last time you heard the phrase “greed of market” in a song? It jumps out at you all the more because it’s sung. The music gives the phrase more power; it allows it to pierce the heart in a way that isn’t possible when it’s just spoken. What was at first a funny tongue-twister for the singers eventually became something to really ponder, I think.

 

Rising from Ashes

Sometimes I worry that all the “he’s,” the children I’m potentially disturbing by singing about segregation, and the casual mentions of racial harmony are too much for me to sift through as just one little church musician/mother. The “Dust and Ashes” example gives me hope that our communities are bending toward justice, in spite of our setbacks. When our hearts are moved, hopefully we will then be moved to repentance and action. That’s exactly what we need to be doing in Lent. Thank goodness for words, music, and surprises: the good and the bad!