Gordon B. Hinckley's Song

Thankyou Heather for your email, I am really astounded at the marvels of our Savior. How tender are his workings among us.
This hymn was performed at the funeral of the Prophet Gordon B. Hinckley. It is special how the hymn came to pass. I would like to share the story.


The Story Behind the Hymn
“What Is This Thing That Men Call Death?”
By Janice Kapp Perry
"During President Hinckley’s funeral the Tabernacle Choir sang a hymn text written by President Hinckley which I
set to music in December. I would like to share with you the story of how it came to be:
About two months before my niece Kathy Blacker died, on January 11, 2008, she found a three-verse poem by President
Hinckley among her files. Although she was resigned to dying, she had some fears about the dying process and
his words greatly comforted her, especially the second verse which described exactly what she was feeling. She wrote
to President Hinckley’s office to ask permission to have the poem printed on her funeral program, and she received
a very nice letter from his secretary, Don H. Staheli, saying that President Hinckley gave his permission for her to
do so. The letter also conveyed some very comforting words from President Hinckley which were helpful to Kathy
in her final weeks, and he said he would remember Kathy in his prayers.
Kathy then suggested that I write and ask permission to give the poem a hymn setting. I did so, and Brother Staheli
conveyed President Hinckley’s permission for me to write the hymn. After offering some heartfelt prayers that
I might be able to write appropriate music for his profoundly beautiful and moving text, I wrote the hymn setting
and sent a copy to President Hinckley’s office for approval at the end of December. I received no immediate response.
Kathy passed away January 11 and after her funeral I sent a copy of her funeral program to President Hinckley’s office
so he could see how nicely his poem was displayed along side my brother Gary Kapp’s painting of Christ. When
I heard President Hinckley had passed away last Sunday night I was feeling a little sad to think I hadn’t received a
letter with his official approval. But the very next day after his passing, the hoped-for letter arrived with his approval,
his permission for me to publish it in a future volume of my series “Inspirational New Hymns for Choir &
Home,” and leaving it to my discretion as to whether to submit it to the Church Music Division. The timing was so
unusual and I was extremely grateful to receive the letter as a tender mercy in my life.
Then on Monday afternoon Craig Jessop, Mormon Tabernacle Choir Director, heard about the hymn and had his
office callme to obtain a copy of the hymn for consideration for President Hinckley’s funeral. On Tuesday, while traveling
in California, I learned that the hymn would be performed by the Tabernacle Choir at President Hinckley’s
funeral on Saturday.
Having seen the great comfort this hymn brought to my niece who died just two weeks before President Hinckley
passed away, my great desire is for people throughout the world to have a free copy of these magnificent words of
President Hinckley to comfort them in times of the loss of loved ones. This is just one more way his influence could
be felt down through time."

After reading this story I felt impressed to hear the hymn again. Here is a link to a page where you can listen to the hymn.

http://www.abc4.com/mostpopular/story.aspx?content_id=e08a3a6c-a06f-4076-8380-416f5c294245

Here is a link to the story and the music.

http://www.ldsmag.com/radio/images/WhatIsThisThingThatMenCallDeath.pdf

I love the teachings of our Prophets. I am grateful for their teachings and wisdom. I hope you all can feel the love of our Savior, especially through this hymn. I pray for our new first presidency. That they may have the guidance of the Holy Ghost as they lead the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.

Here is the text-

“What Is This Thing That Men Call Death”

By President Gordon B. Hinckley Music by Janice Kapp Perry

What is this thing that men call death, This quiet passing in the night?'Tis not the end, but genesisOf better worlds and greater light. O God, touch thou my aching heart,And calm my troubled, haunting fears.Let hope and faith, transcendent, pure,Give strength and peace beyond my tears. There is no death, but only change,With recompense for vict'ry won.The gift of Him who loved all men,The Son of God, the Holy One.