The building itself is a one-room white frame house warmed by a wood stove in the winter and cooled by opened windows in the summer. My mother says that electricity was added after she became an adult. The church does not have indoor plumbing.
My great grandfather’s funeral in 1997 was the only time that I know of that I visited Leading Creek Primitive Baptist Church. Elder Linn preached the sermon and lined the hymn, “Jesus, Thou Art the Sinner’s Friend.” That is, he read each verse prior to the congregation’s singing of it. Hymn Lining is a tradition that was born of necessity in a time when churches couldn’t afford hymnals, or the members couldn’t read. At any rate, if you’ve never heard it you are missing something.
After the service we carried my grandfather across the church yard to his grave on that beautiful West Virginia hillside. At the grave we sang an untitled hymn by Isaac Watts:
How did my heart rejoice to hear
My friends devoutly say,
‘In Zion let us all appear,
And Keep the solemn day.’
