Originally written in 1899, the verses of this poem-turned-hymn was written in opposite order. I invite you to read this poem as it is printed here. May the Holy Spirit speak to you through the words of this hymn.

 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 TheeLest, 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.Stony the road we trod, Bitter the chastening 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 slaughteredOut from the gloomy past, 'Til now we stand at last, Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast.Lift ev'ry voice and sing, 'Til 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 begunLet us march on ‘til victory is won.-James Weldon Johnson, 1899

Grace and peace,