Does everything Liz Vice touches turn to gold? Her latest EP does nothing to disprove the theory, with six songs of praise, lament, and wisdom. 70s-style soul is the predominant flavor here, full of both heart and hook. “If your soul’s not anchored in Jesus, you’re going to surely drift away,” she murmurs over a string of Philip Glass-style ambient strings and funky synth-vocals. “Baby, Hold On” starts with watery reverb on guitar and organ before exploding into glorious gospel harmony, courtesy of Madison Cunningnam and Urban Doxology, exhorting perseverance through hard times. “One ugly, angry soul can dash a million hopes of peace, so tell me how much more a legion of the pure with beauty and the truth can bring?” she proposes on standout track “Brick by Brick,” her glowing alto backed by a building percussion track that builds through arpeggiated synths into a chorus of hope. A song of diversity follows that song of unity: “If every flower were a rose, a rose’s beauty would not be.” “Fancy Feet” extols the virtues of going barefoot. On “To Dance with Death,” Vice takes on an Adele-like vocal catch, but in general her soulful voice is all her own. That track and “Save Me” are a double dose of distressed, crying out for deliverance, while “Where Can I Go” draws upon Psalm 139 imagery in a brief coda of hope. Brooklyn’s Mason Jar Music collective (Dan Knobler and Jon Seale, known for work with Chris Thile, Sarah Jarosz, and Josh Garrels) handles production.