These are the only recorded small excerpts from a practice session with Junior Drakeford (Evangelist Hilda Drakeford’s son), Eddie Moore, James Moore, Ron Rich, and Neill McAllister in chorus.   Thank you, men.  Unfortunately I just put the mic on top of my piano, not concerned with this being anything other than a tape for our practice.  The Rock of Ages Church was in prime parking real estate for downtown Englewood and was tragically burnt down, suspiciously, with little help from the local fire department, and a largely false report.   No one would touch an investigation.  This song is an affirmation of the faith I felt with the members of this church, but it was also aimed at telling the powers that be something.  I wrote it for a fund raising event to be held for this great loss of the Rock of Ages.