The “Lift Every Voice and Sing” initiative has been created to meet the needs of educating our students and public of valuable history. It has been established to create awareness of African American History its connection to celebrating one of our nation’s president’s birthday, President Abraham Lincoln.
“The Black National Anthem” more commonly known as Lift Every Voice and Sing was originally a poem written by James Weldon Johnson. In 1899, Principal John Rosamond Johnson set the poem to music in Jacksonville, Florida to celebrate President Lincoln’s birthday. The 500 children who performed the song attended Stanton School, a segregated school. Later, the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People (NAACP) adopted it as their organization’s official song.
Donating to Lift Every Voice and Sing will create additional opportunities for school children across the nation to obtain knowledge about the song and its history.
Your support- even just $5- will help Lift Every Voice and Sing movement.
Make a tax-deductible donation to Lift Every Voice and Sing and participate in continuing the mission of educating our youth about the valuable history that has been made and the history that our children are continuing to make.
To raise money to distribute t-shirts, caps to children for free with LEVS.
Lift every 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 hast brought us thus far on the way;
Thou who hast 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.