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Any Musical Person Who Has Never Heard A Negro Congregation Under The Spell Of Religious Fervor Sing These Old Songs Has Missed One Of The Most Thrilling Emotions Which The Human Heart May Experience.

In The Life Of Everyone There Is A Limited Number Of Experiences Which Are Not Written Upon The Memory, But Stamped There With A Die; And In The Long Years After, They Can Be Called Up In Detail, And Every Emotion That Was Stirred By Them Can Be Lived Through Anew; These Are The Tragedies Of Life.

My Luck At The Gambling Table Was Varied; Sometimes I Was Fifty To A Hundred Dollars Ahead, And At Other Times I Had To Borrow Money From My Fellow Workmen To Settle My Room Rent And Pay For My Meals.

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.

The Battle Was First Waged Over The Right Of The Negro To Be Classed As A Human Being With A Soul; Later, As To Whether He Had Sufficient Intellect To Master Even The Rudiments Of Learning; And Today It Is Being Fought Out Over His Social Recognition.