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This Great God,
Like a mammy bending over her baby,
Kneeled down in the dust
Toiling over a lump of clay
Till He shaped it in His own image.

— James Weldon Johnson God's Trombones: Seven Negro Sermons in Verse (1927)

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It is from the blues that all that may be called American music derives its most distinctive characteristic.

Every race and every nation should be judged by the best it has been able to produce, not by the worst.

The colored people of this country know and understand the white people better than the white people know and understand them.

Young man—Young man—Your arm’s too short to box with God.

God's Trombones: Seven Negro Sermons in Verse (1927)

We have come over a way that with tears has been watered,
We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered.

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