O'er all my song the image of a face Lieth, like shadow on the wild sweet flowers. The dream, the ecstasy that prompts my powers; The golden lyre's delights bring little grace To bless the singer of a lowly race. Long hath this moc... Read more of The Negro Singer at Martin Luther King.caInformational Site Network Informational
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I Thank Thee My Heavenly Father





I thank Thee, my heavenly Father, through Jesus Christ, Thy dear Son,
that Thou hast kept me this night from all harm and danger; and I pray
Thee that Thou wouldst keep me this day also from sin and every evil,
that all my doings and life may please Thee. For into Thy hands I
commend myself, my body and soul, and all things. Let Thy holy angel lie
with me, that the wicked Foe may have no power over me. Amen.





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