This week I was at a regional church meeting that used this chorus for beginning worship before the meeting.  It began with the introduction that the authors were going through a rough patch in their lives when they wrote this song.  It made it tolerable to sing.  Still it is not a favourite of mine.  The music it is sung to means that it is sung full voice and hands raised in worship.  It requires commitment to sing.  “My dog died!  Praise the Lord!”  There are times when our lives become crap and we are walking in the dark.  This is a time when our smiles become plastic and fragile, and songs like this are sung through gritted teeth.

The psalmists allowed space for the songs of lamentation.  What would this one sound like if it was sung as blues?