This song being me to tears, I am 63 years old 😢 😪 💔 😭 and is treated horribly just because I am a woman of color ♥️ ❤️ 💙, do black ⚫️ lives matters?,in 2024, in Elizabeth City NC 27909.,no Ms Carrie Johnson Spence Barner 😊is ✨️ 💛 in pain that no medication can ease ♥️ ❤️
Beautiful! Thank you!!! My church had this up on our online Sunday service this past weekend for Dr. Martin Luther King’s birthday and Human relations Day, and Week of Christian Unity. We’ve been meeting in person and have online written and prerecorded video. This was perfect!!! Peace and blessings to all💜
oh thankyou gor this. im a white 71 year old lady . im in wove with all races and have hate for no person. i love this version of this song. my heart rises in my soul and i feel excited for the possibilities i. store for loving hearts. thanks again for this beautiful gift😊
Lift every voice and sing Till earth and Heaven ring Ring with the harmonies of Liberty Let our rejoicing rise, High as the listening 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 -- 1900, James Weldon Johnson
Beings a septegenarian, I grew up with the fight for civil rights along with the segregationist leanings that is "normal" for us white folks. The bigots still hold peer pressure over most white people, and most of us are too afraid to fight for our fellow humans. While driving long-haul for FedEx Ground, one of the other drivers called my teammate every crude name possible, including the "N" word. My friend asked me not to report this to dispatch, but I did anyway. The response I got from that bigot driving the desk was, "What do you care, you're not black?" Trying to explain why this was significant was pointless, as my friend knew it would be. He quit about 2 weeks later. I hope it wasn't because of me. Discovering the inspiration to match the courage of my bussed classmatesm from the "inner city" beginning in the fall of1968 has been eye-opening, even for an old liberal like me. Now I know about that backbone they had, 200 of the most courageous people I have ever known, and quit holding grudges against my old white friends that deserted me. Gaining my new friends, in the long run, has made me a better man. Thanks for this. Now I know how to fight better. PS I am learning to perform this song. I was a cantor before leaving the Catholic Church. Northeast High School, KCMO, 1970
There was a girl in my 7th grade class that lead this song when we graduated that year '91. Til this day I've never heard a voice as powerful yet angelic as hers.
