Sing a Song of Hypocrites

Every term of choir, there is at least one song I really don't like. This term is no exception.

We're singing Amazing Grace. Now I understand it's one of the top 100 songs of all time. That many people love it. I do not.

Let me 'splain.

When I was a young person, our family attended church.
All the time.
Alllll the time.

Now for the uninitiated, some pentecostal churches do a whole prayer thing at the end of a service or when someone gets inspired in the middle and can't seem to stop himself (or more rarely, herself.)

There was a guy in our church who would get up and lead a song to get everyone going. Then, after about four repetitions of the song, when everyone was groovin', raising hands, whispering prayers or getting brave and shouting hallelujah instead he'd just stand up there and sort of hum.
The.
Same.
Song.
Over and over and over.

Grease mixed with tears would roll down his face, and he'd haul a big white hankie out of the back pocket of his polyester leisure suit and mop up occasionally. The pianist would continue to play.
The.
Same.
Song.

Can you guess which song that might be?

I later heard he'd been busted for touching his daughters inappropriately.

Ahh, what memories.