Lift Every Voice and Sing – MFR 1996

National Negro Hymn
James Weldon JohnsonJ. Rosamond Johnson

Lift every voice and sing
Till earth and heav-en ring
Ring with the harmo-nies of Lib-er-ty;
let our rej-oic-ing rise,
high as the lis-t’ning skies, let it resound loud as the rolling sea
sing a song full of faith that the dark past has tought us,
sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us;
facing the rising sun of our new day begun,
let us march on till vic-to-ry is won.

Stony the road we trod,
bitter the chast’ning rod,
felt in the day that hope unborn had died;
yet with a steady beat,
have not our weary feet,
come to the place on witch our fathers sighed?
we have come over a way that with tears has been watered,
we have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered,
out from the gloomy past, till now we stand at last
where the white gleam of our star is cast.God of our weary years,

God of our si-lent tears,
thou who has brought us thus far on the way;
thou who has by thy might,
led us into the light,
keep us for-ev-er in the path, we pray
lest our feet stray frm the places, our God, where we met thee,
least our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, we for-get thee,
shadowed be-neath the hand,
may we for-ev-er stand,
tru to our God,
Tru to our na-tive land.