My First Black History Month Post: The Black National Anthem

The part that tugs at my heart most is:

“God of our weary years,
God of our silent tears,
Thou who has brought us thus far on the way;”

African- American spirituality is, if anything, a testament of the importance of faith. The resilience of religious beliefs in the antebellum era, when slaves gathered in the woods to worship. Even after emancipation, that fervor was not lost. The formation of the AME and the AME Zion denomination was in part due to the importance of differentiating African- American spirituality and its expression from that of their white counterparts. The church played a major role in building the Black community in the post- Civil War and during and after Presidential and Congressional Reconstruction. When Northern philanthropists and volunteers returned home, the Church was still there, the capstone of the community. From the church sprang schools, mutual aid societies and fraternal organizations.

http://black-network.com/anthem.mp3
Lift ev’ry voice and sing,
Till earth and heaven ring.
Ring with the harmonies of Liberty;
Let our rejoicing rise,
High as the list’ning skies,
Let it resound loud as the rolling sea.
Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught 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 victory is won.

Stony the road we trod,
Bitter the chast’ning rod,
Felt in the days when hope unborn had died;
Yet with a steady beat,
Have not our weary feet,
Come to the place for which 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 bright star is cast.

God of our weary years,
God of our silent tears,
Thou who has brought us thus far on the way;
Thou who has by Thy might,
Led us into the light,
Keep us forever in the path, we pray.
Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee,
Lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee,
Shadowed beneath thy hand,
May we forever stand,
True to our God,
True to our native land.

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