Let’s keep it a hundred—life be lifin’. Bills stack up, folks get on your nerves, and your mind gets real loud, real quick. And in the middle of all that, it’s easy to feel disconnected from God. You try to pray, but your heart too heavy. You try to read the Word, but your mind can’t stay still. That’s where gospel music stepped in and saved me.
I ain’t talking about just any music. I’m talking about that soul-grabbing, Holy Ghost-filled Black gospel. That music your grandma played while cleaning. That choir sound that gave you chills in church. That song that made you pull the car over because the tears started falling. That’s the kind of praise that brought me back to God—track by track.
It Started With a Song
One morning I was sitting in my car, feeling like the world was on my back. And then I heard “You Know My Name” by Tasha Cobbs Leonard. The way she sang, “Oh how You walk with me…” I felt like God was sitting in the passenger seat. I wasn’t just listening to a song—I was having a moment. A whole breakthrough. That’s when I knew this wasn’t just music. It was ministry.
Gospel Hits Different When You’re Broken
There’s something about Black gospel music that knows how to meet you right in your mess. Whether it’s Yolanda Adams reminding you you’re still standing, or Marvin Sapp saying “never would’ve made it,” every note feels like a lifeline. The harmonies hit deep, the choir lifts you up, and the lyrics speak the truth you forgot you needed.
This music ain’t just about singing to God. It’s about surviving with God. It’s about crying out, dancing through the pain, and shouting your way back to peace. Gospel don’t just give you a soundtrack—it gives you strength.
The Playlist That Helped Me Heal
Here’s a few of the songs that kept me going, and maybe they’ll do the same for you:
- “You Know My Name” – Tasha Cobbs Leonard
- “Never Would Have Made It” – Marvin Sapp
- “Take Me to the King” – Tamela Mann
- “Made a Way” – Travis Greene
- “I’m Still Here” – The Williams Brothers
- “Encourage Yourself” – Donald Lawrence & Tri-City
- “No Weapon” – Fred Hammond
Each one of these songs carried me when I didn’t have the words. When anxiety was loud, these lyrics were louder. When depression tried to whisper lies, these voices told the truth.
Worship Was My Way Back
Some folks say music is just entertainment. But for me, it was my altar. It was where I laid my pain, my fears, and my hope. Black gospel reminded me of who I was—and whose I was. It pulled me back into God’s arms when I had nothing left to give.
So if you feel far from God, I dare you—turn on some gospel. Not just the hype tracks, but those deep, anointed ones that got oil on them. Build a playlist that matches your prayer life. Let the music minister when you can’t even speak.
Because sometimes, all it takes is one song… and a willing heart.
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Got a favorite gospel song that pulled you through? Drop it in the comments. Let’s build a healing playlist together, one praise at a time. Stay plugged in, family.
— The PraisePlug Team