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Let Justice Roll Down || Excerpt from “Our God is Marching On!
Music by
 Kathy Wonson Eddy

The arc of the universe is long, but it bends toward justice.
Let justice roll down like mighty waters.
Let justice roll down and righteousness like an everflowing stream,
a river everflowing.


Sweet Princesses || Excerpt from “Eulogy for the Martyred Children
Music by Pamela J. Marshall

Beautiful children of God, We pay our respects.
These children, unoffending innocent, beautiful
But they were victims of a most vicious and tragic crime.
And yet they died nobly.
They are the martyred heroines of a holy crusade for freedom and human dignity.

Good night, sweet princesses goodnight.
Good night, sweet princesses, beautiful symbols of a new day.
May the flight of angels take thee to thy eternal rest.

Spoken by soprano: As Martin Luther King said in 1963, will you join me to say again this afternoon

Audience: In spite of the darkness of that hour, in spite of the doubts and turmoil of today, we must not despair. We must not become bitter. We must not harbor the desire to retaliate with violence. We do not despair. We do not become bitter. We do not retaliate with violence.

Soprano: From negative to positive, from dark past to bright future. From a low road to the high road of peace and brotherhood.

Together: Let us be transformed.

Good night, sweet princesses. God bless you.


Eulogy || Excerpt from “The Drum Major Instinct
Music by John M. Tarrh

Every now and then, I guess we all think realistically about that day when we will be victimized, with what is life’s common denominator, that something that we call death.
We all think about it.
And every now and then, I think about my own death and I think about my own funeral.
And I don’t think of it in a morbid sense.
And every now and then I ask myself, “What is it that I would want said?”
And I leave the word to you this morning. If any of you are around when I have to meet my day, I don’t want a long funeral.
And if you get somebody to deliver the eulogy, tell them not to talk too long.
And every now and then I wonder what I want them to say.
Tell them not to mention that I have a Nobel Peace Prize – that isn’t important.
Tell them not to mention that I have three or four hundred other awards – that’s not important.
Tell them not to mention where I went to school.

I’d like somebody to mention that day that Martin Luther King Jr tried to give his life serving others.
I’d like somebody to say that day that Martin Luther King Jr tried to love somebody.
I want you to say that day that I tried to be right on the war question.
I want you to be able to say that day that I did try to feed the hungry.
And I want you to be able to say that day that I did try in my life to clothe those who were naked.
I want you to say on that day that I did try in my life to visit those who were in prison.
I want you to say that I tried to love and serve humanity.
Yes, if you want to say that I was a drum major, say that I was a drum major for justice.
Say that I was a drum major for peace. I was a drum major for righteousness.
And all of the other shallow things will not matter.

I won’t have any money to leave behind.
I won’t have the fine and luxurious things of life to leave behind.
But I just want to leave a committed life behind.
And that’s all I want to say.

If I can help somebody as I pass along, if I can cheer somebody with a word or song, if I can show somebody he’s traveling wrong, then my living will not be in vain.
If I can do my duty as a Christian ought, if I can bring salvation to a world once wrought, if I can spread the message as the master taught, then my living will not be in vain.
Yes, Jesus, I want to be on your right or your left side, not for any selfish reason.
I want to be on your right or you left side, not in terms of some political kingdom or ambition.
But I just want to be there in love and in justice and in truth and in commitment to others, so that we can make of this old world a new world.


I Have Decided to Love || Excerpts from Dr. King and 1 Cor 13
Music by Thomas Stumpf

I cannot make myself believe that God wanted me to hate.
For now we see through a glass, darkly, but then
Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that.
Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.
Though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge,
and have not love, I am nothing.

Hatred paralyzes life.
Hatred confuses life.
Hatred darkens life.

Though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not love, I am nothing.
Love releases life.
Love harmonizes life.
Love illuminates life.
Love never fails.

I cannot make myself believe that God wanted me to hate.
Now abide faith, hope, love, these three,
but the greatest of these,
I have decided to love.


In the Words of Dr. King || Excerpt from “Our God is Marching On!
Music by Vartan Aghababian

My people, my people, listen!
The battle is in our hands. The battle is in our hands in Mississippi and Alabama, and all over the United States.

So as we go away this afternoon, let us go away more than ever before committed to the struggle and committed to nonviolence…

Our aim must never be to defeat or humiliate…..but to win…..friendship and understanding.
We must come to see that the end we seek is a society at peace with itself,
a society that can live with its conscience.
That will be a day not of the white man,
not of the black man.
That will be the day of man as man.

I know that you are asking today,
“How long will it take?”
I come to say to you this afternoon however difficult the moment,
however frustrating the hour, it will not take long, because truth pressed to earth will rise again.

How long?
Not long, because no lie can live forever.

How long?
Not long, because you still reap what you sow.

How long?
Not long, because the arm of the moral universe is long and bends….
towards justice.

How long?
Not long, ‘cause mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord….
He has sounded forth the trumpets that shall never call retreat.
He is lifting up the hearts of man before his judgment seat.
Oh be swift, my soul, to answer Him.
Be jubilant, my feet.
Our God is marching on.

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