Still I Sing--Song of Prayer
audiobook (Unabridged) ∣ Song of Prayer · Still I Sing
By Damon Zwicker
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Still I Sing - Song of Prayer
At first, there was silence.
Not the kind that comforts, but the kind that swells like a storm behind the ribs. It crept in after the funeral, after the casseroles, after the final note faded from the hymn that no one really wanted to sing. It was the silence of unfinished songs, of chairs left empty at the dinner table, of melodies that once made sense but now sounded like questions.
This story begins in that silence.
Tasha Morgan didn't ask to carry the weight of other people's grief. But somehow, over years of late-night rehearsals and underfunded choirs and stubborn students who didn't believe in their own voices, she learned how to hold sorrow in one hand and a tuning fork in the other. She didn't teach music to make stars—she taught it to make survivors.
Then came the day the music stopped.
Budgets were slashed. Instruments vanished. The choir that once filled the halls with life was given a quiet expiration date. And Tasha, who had spent her career lifting others, suddenly found herself unable to lift her own voice.
But God wasn't done singing.
Still I Sing is not just a story of loss—it's a story of resistance through worship. Of joy reclaimed in the shadow of despair. Of students who discovered that harmony is a kind of healing, and a woman who learned that sometimes, when the world steals your song, the only thing left to do is sing anyway.
So this is for anyone who's ever found themselves staring at the silence and wondering if God still hears. For the tired teachers. The grieving parents. The quiet fighters. The singers with cracked voices. And the choirs that sing on, even when no one is listening.
Turn the page.
Let the music begin again.