ftroncos'Voice
September 1994
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Respect
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enbued in the heart,
soul, and sound of the
Mighty Marching Broncos.
Respect (so simple, yet
so important) was a key
element missing in the
initial requests to have
the hymn played. "I carry
a very deep loyality to
the people I work for,
the people I play for,
and to the band. I don't
want anyone to get the
impression that they have
to bow down to me because
I'm more than willing to
work with anyone.
However, I do expect to
be respectful. I don't
feel this is an unusual
or demanding request." In
fact, it's no less a
request than any person
would expect to offer or
recieve.
At this point , Mr .
Woods' actions spoke
volumes of his conviction
to his belief. It was
agreed to start a new
tradition at FSU that
will, one hopes be passed
on to other universities.
At our next home game (2
Oct 94) student leaders,
along with Cheer-Phi,
will lead the audience in
singing "Lift Every Voice
And Sing", a hymn adapted
by African-Americans as
our national anthem. Yet
a hymn whose message,
powerful and true,
reaches beyond the
boundaries of culture and
xace, helping all who
listen and understand its
meaning to bridge and
cross the timeless abyss
of social indifference.
As I left from our
meeting, I couldn't help
but feel that a very great
empasse had now been
passed; that a smoldering
fi^re had been suddenly
and quickly doused. The
circumstances that led up
to this happening aren't
important; what counts is
the outcome. An outcome
from which we, as a
community, will all
benefit.
Mr. Woods, thank you.
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Lift every voice and sing
TIL EARTH AND HEAVEN RIN6.
RING WITH THE HARMONIES OF LIBERTY.
LET OUR REJOICING RISE
HIGH AS THE LISTENING 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
THATTHE PRESENT HAS BROUGHT US.
FACING THE RISING SUN
OF OUR NEW DAY BEGUN;
LET US MARCH ON
TIL VICTORY IS WON.
STONY THE ROAD WE TROD;
BITTER THE CHASTENING ROD.
FELT IN THE DAYS
WHEN HOPE, UNBORN, HAD DIED;
YET, WITH A STEADY BEAT
HATH NOT OUR WEARY FEET
COME TO THE PLACE FORE WHICH OUR FATHERS SIGHED.
LEST OUR FEET STRAY FROM THE PLACES OUR GOD,
WHERE WE MET THEE.
LEST OUR HEARTS, DRUNK WITH THE WINE OF THE WORLD,
WE FORGETTHEE.
OUT OF THE GLOOMY PAST
TIL 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 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.
WE HAVE COME OVER AWAY THAT WITH TEARS
have BEEN WATERED.
WE HAVE COME TREADING OUR PATH
through THE BLOOD OF THE SLAUGHTERED.
SHADOWED BENEATH THY HAND,
may we forever stand,
true to our god, true to our native land.
We will print the lyrics to "Lift Every Voice And Sing" in this and every subse
quent issue of The Broncos' Voice. It is the hope that our student body and
community will learn the words and join our student leaders and Cheer-Phi In
singing the hymn during the half time of our home football games. It is our desire
to start a new tradition that will spread throughout the ClAA.