I Lift My Hands in Total Praise
How the Sounds of Gospel Music Shaped Our Engagement with God Emotionally, Spiritually, and Communally
A Soundtrack for the Soul
In every season of life, mountaintop joy, valley sorrow, long nights of uncertainty, and eruptions of praise, Gospel music has been our companion, our language of faith, and our sacred memory. For many of us raised in Black church traditions, Gospel is not merely a genre; it is formation. It taught us how to feel God, how to speak to God, and how to remain connected to one another when words alone failed.
● Gospel music gave us language when silence threatened to swallow us.
● It gave us prayers when grief stole our breath.
● It gave us community when isolation pressed in.
And now, with the passing of one of Gospel music’s most gifted lyricists, composers, musicians, and prophetic voices, Richard Smallwood, we find ourselves returning again to the sounds that carried us through every imaginable life experience. His passing is not only an ending; it is a summons: to remember, to reground, and to sing again.
A Life Steeped in Sound and Scripture
Richard Smallwood’s life unfolded at the intersection of classical excellence, Black sacred tradition, and deep personal faith. Trained formally in music, yet profoundly shaped by the Black church, his compositions blended theological depth with musical sophistication. He did not dilute Gospel to make it palatable; he dignified it by honoring both its intellect and its soul.
From choir lofts to concert halls, from church basements to college auditoriums, his music bore intention. Every lyric was steeped in Scripture. Every harmony carried memory. Every pause invited reverence. Yet his genius was not only technical, but it was also pastoral. His songs understood human vulnerability. They made room for sorrow and doubt without forfeiting hope.
“Deep calls to deep at the roar of your waterfalls.” Psalm 42:7
His music sounded like that depth calling out: soul to God, generation to generation.
Sound as Sacred Language: How Gospel Shaped Our Engagement with God
Emotionally
Gospel music taught us that emotion is not the enemy of faith. Tears were not weakness but honesty. When we sang “Center of My Joy,” many of us were standing in grief, holding loss that had no name. When “Lead Me, Lord” (1979) filled sanctuaries and living rooms, it became a cry for guidance when the road ahead felt unbearable.
When “There Is a Balm in Gilead” emerged through Smallwood’s arrangements, it was not theoretical healing we encountered; it was embodied hope. We heard restoration before we felt it. We trusted healing because the sound carried it. Songs like “I Give You Praise” taught us how to worship without conditions, praise offered not because everything was resolved, but because God was still worthy. These songs gave us permission to feel with God, not just believe about God.
Spiritually
Gospel music discipled us. We learned Scripture by singing it. We learned trust by repeating it. “Total Praise,”born out of personal sorrow, echoed Psalm 121, “My help comes from the Lord,” embedding Scripture into our spiritual muscle memory. We did not merely sing theology; we inhabited it.
Communally
Gospel music gathered us. Choir rehearsals doubled as healing circles. All-night sing-alongs stitched together shared stories of survival and celebration. Funerals, baptisms, graduations, revivals, Gospel was present at every communal threshold. In the Black experience, especially, Gospel became the sound of collective endurance. It carried the weight of history, resistance, and hope. It reminded us that even when systems failed us, God had not.
When Sound Becomes Flesh: Listening as Spiritual Awakening
There are moments when listening to Richard Smallwood’s music is no longer a passive experience; it becomes participatory, even visceral.
● You may have found yourself crying without warning.
● Pensive, staring at nothing yet feeling everything.
● Humming before realizing you knew every word.
● Shouting as the harmony resolved something deep within you.
● Or wearing the unmistakable “stank face,” that holy expression of awe when genius meets anointing.
Smallwood’s compositions did not merely reach the ears; they traveled through every cell of the body, through breath, muscle, memory, and spirit, elevating us bar by bar into something that felt like a spiritual reawakening. This was not accidental brilliance. He was led by God and honored God’s gift, using it fully in life and leaving it faithfully as legacy.
Listening as Devotion: Studying the Sound
Smallwood’s performances teach us how to listen.
The pauses remind us to be still.
The gradual build teaches patience and order.
The harmonic shift carries emotional weight.
The ending offers rest, not frenzy.
“Be still, and know that I am God.” (Psalm 46:10)
Listening becomes prayer. Sound becomes sanctuary.
The Humanity Behind the Mantle: We Only Sang What He Sang First
Sometimes we forget that individuals so greatly gifted, carrying a heavy mantle as vessels for God, are human also. The fragility of life is evident in the aging process, illness, exhaustion, and trials that test the soul. Richard Smallwood was not exempt from this reality.
Often, his lyrics told his story before interviews ever could. In this way, Richard Smallwood stands among the ancient tradition of the psalmists, a modern-day psalmist offering the world his innermost conversations and experiences with God. Like David, he prayed aloud through music. He lamented. He trusted. He waited. He praised.
“I pour out my complaint before him; I tell my trouble before him.” Psalm 142:2
The truth is, we only sang what he sang first.
What became communal worship began as personal prayer. What became an anthem was first a whisper. Through his music, he mentored us in how to park our situations in praise, not as denial, but as surrender. He gave us permission to feel every emotion while remaining rooted in faith.
His songs became a welcome place created by the Holy Spirit, a sacred space where transparency with God was not only allowed but encouraged. We learned that worship does not require emotional restraint. We learned that reverence and rawness can coexist. We learned that praise is not escapism; it is engagement.
“Trust in him at all times… pour out your hearts before him.” (Psalm 62:8)
Smallwood’s humanity mattered because it made the music believable. His vulnerability mattered because it made worship accessible. His faith was not curated, it was lived.
Songs That Held Us: Personal and Communal Testimony
Some songs do not simply accompany life; they hold it.
● “Center of My Joy” held me through deep grief and loss.
● “My Everything” reminded me that Jesus was my center.
● “There Is a Balm in Gilead” assured us healing would come.
● “I Give You Praise” taught us how to worship while the story was still unfolding.
These songs did not rush restoration. They stayed with us inside the process. They all led us to the Word:
“Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning” (Psalm 30:5).
Gospel music taught us how to live faithfully in the night.
Total Praise: His Story, His Song, and His Soul
One of the most profound mirrors into Richard Smallwood’s life and inner world is his 2019 autobiography, Total Praise, a title drawn from one of the very songs that became a staple of global worship and comfort. In an interview about the book, Smallwood shared that he originally intended to write about music and the industry, answering questions like “Where did these songs come from?” but the project quickly became far more personal than he expected. His manager encouraged him to share something Smallwood had never publicly discussed, his struggle with depression. At first, he resisted, fearing judgment. But he came to realize that honesty about his struggle could help others in theirs.
This candor reveals what we’ve always sensed under the surface of his music: the songs are not merely artistic compositions, but chronicles of lived encounter; intimate spiritual dialogue framed by very real human pain, questioning, longing, and transformation. Through Total Praise, he showed us that behind the soaring harmonies and glorious proclamations were a life tested and refined, not untouched by trouble but strengthened through it.
In the book, Smallwood also traced his family history, going back generations to better understand the roots that shaped his soul and sound. His mother’s presence, creative encourager, early teacher, and communal anchor, is woven throughout the narrative. Smallwood credited her not only with nurturing his musical gifts but with shaping the culture of heart and home that equipped him to minister through music. Perhaps most revealing is how Total Praise underscored that this music was never merely entertainment:
● It was born in trial and caregiving, particularly the time Smallwood spent caring for his mother and a terminally ill friend, both of whom inspired “Total Praise.”
● It was formed in the personal wrestle with sorrow, music that didn’t ignore hurt but entered it before offering praise.
● And it emerged not from perfection but from persistent faith, the choice to lift eyes and voice even when exhaustion and burden threatened to overwhelm the spirit.
Smallwood’s own journey, documented in Total Praise, invites us to see his songs not just as beautiful melodies, but as living prayers shaped by confrontation with life’s hardest moments. They are Psalms for our time: authentic, honest, and anchored in God. In his autobiography, Smallwood unwittingly coached us in the very posture of faith that he taught through music, that worship is not absence of pain, but triune engagement with God through it.
A Chorus of Witness: Tributes That Cross Every Boundary
In the days following his passing, tributes poured in from Gospel and Christian communities, secular artists, classical musicians, college choirs, bands, pastors, and listeners worldwide. God expanded his reach across cultures, languages, creeds, denominations, economic boundaries, and every stage of relationship with God, drawing all closer through a musical narrative of an invitational God who loves, cares, protects, and provides.
Richard Smallwood may be sleeping for now, but his work is alive and well. Alive in sanctuaries and concert halls. Alive in rehearsal rooms and home playlists. Alive in trembling voices and quiet tears.
“Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord… for their works follow them.” Revelation 14:13
We Sing On
Richard Smallwood gave us more than music. He gave us language for pain, structure for praise, and permission to bring our whole selves before God.
So we sing on.
With tears.
With harmony.
With honesty.
“Let everything that has breath praise the Lord” (Psalm 150:6)
And so we do!
● Richard Smallwood Discusses his Autobiography, “Total Praise” – Journal of Gospel Music
● Deep Roots Magazine
● Total Praise The Autobiography Richard Smallwood
● Richard Smallwood, a soaring voice in gospel music, dies at 77 – The Washington Post
demanding schedule, I truly did not expect him to attend. He said he would try, as he was between trips. And yet, when I walked out to begin the program, there he was—front and center. Richard also came to Oakwood to be part of the Aeolian Alumni Weekend concert during my time there, another gift I will forever treasure.

