African American Literature
	And Preaching in the Black Church
	
	
	Not unlike the preservation work of ethnomusicologist Alan Lomax, who 
	preserved generations of American folk music in the first half of the 20th 
	century, a number of African American poets and writers sought to do the 
	same with Black Preachers and the emblematic sermons. Two of the most 
	notable of these preservationists were Paul Laurence Dunbar and James Weldon 
	Johnson. 
	
	Dunbar was criticized for doing “dialect poetry” which preserved the 
	patterns of speech of self-taught, recently kidnapped peoples who spoke 
	scores of African languages and a few European as well. His “An Ante-Bellum 
	Sermon” preaches freedom and dignity in the re-telling of the Moses-Pharaoh 
	conflict. It is masterful and sly. Look it up: “I’m talklin’ ‘bout ouah 
	[sic] freedom in a Bible-istic way.”
	
	“God’s Trombones” is James Weldon Johnson’s 1927 masterpiece. He crafts into 
	“sermonic poems” seven of the iconic preachings of the Black church in the 
	Southern states. The ideas of authorship or of doing a sermon just didn’t 
	exist. Preachers borrowed liberally from each other, and just like the 
	unknown bards who created the spirituals, generations of preachers added and 
	subtracted, buffed and sanded, applied shellac and turpentine. And kept on 
	adapting perpetually. Johnson puts seven of these gems into the amber of his 
	poetry and the genius of the African Diaspora glows.
	
	The sermonic poems include “The Creation,” “Noah Built the Ark,” “Go Down 
	Death,” “The Prodigal Son,” “The Crucifixion,” “Let My People Go,” and 
	“Judgment Day.” At several Easter Vigils, I have substituted “The Creation” 
	for the familiar Genesis reading to help us hear that Scripture afresh. One 
	year, “Let My People Go” subbed for the Exodus at the Vigil, but although 
	it’s a splendid poem, it’s too long even for the Vigil, and is best used at 
	retreats. The still in print version features handsome woodcuts by Harlem 
	Renaissance artist Aaron Douglas.
	
	Another Harlem Renaissance poet (who was the high school English teacher of 
	James Baldwin) is Countee Cullen, who wrote a number of Biblically based 
	poems, most notably “Simon of Cyrene,” where he imagines what Simon, whom 
	the Black church adopts as an African, thought as he bore the cross; and 
	“Judas Iscariott,” which imagines a big round table in heaven where Judas is 
	seated and forgiven. Both these poems can be quoted in whole or part to 
	enrich a preaching.
	
	More contemporarily, Toni Morrison conjured a character in Beloved named 
	“Baby Suggs, holy” who preaches in the hush arbor called “The Clearing” 
	which was far away from ears of the slave overseers. She arouses the 
	drooping spirits of the assembled with a call to self love, and she “offered 
	up to them her great big heart.” Baby Suggs, holy calls us to love. Her 
	preaching works on a retreat or where the scriptures dovetail.
	
	Finally, another James Weldon Johnson poem – “Lift Ev’ry Voice and Sing” 
	gives meaning packed phrases to use in preaching or intercessions or 
	prayers. I’ve used lines from the poem frequently in crafting Intercessions 
	for Black History Month (February) and Black Catholic History Month 
	(November). Here is a sampling:
	“Stony the road we trod” 
	“Lift ev’ry voice and sing 
	Till earth and heaven ring,”
	
	“Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee, 
	Lest, our hearts drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee”
	The poem was written in 1900 for a special high school assembly in 
	Jacksonville, FL to honor Booker T. Washington’s visitation. In 1905, 
	Johnson’s brother John, a composer, added music. Within 15 years, it spread 
	so much in the Black community that the song became dubbed by the NAACP as 
	the “Black National Anthem”. When I was pastor of an African American parish 
	and school in South Carolina, I made one of the graduation requirements 
	memorizing all 3 verses of the song, which is what the students’ elders 
	could do.
	
	– Bruce Barnabas Schultz, O.P., Associate Pastor, Our Lady of 
	Lourdes, Atlanta, GA