Celebrate the first Public Black History Month event on the Amherst Common Saturday, February 22, 2014 from 12–12:30PM.

Amherst Receives Proclamation 

Amherst Commissioners and Amherst Area NAACP members receive proclamation from Gov. Deval Patrick for celebration of the first Public Black History Month assembly in the state.  NAACP member Judy Brooks conceived the idea and Commissioner Damon Mallory spearheaded this event held on the steps of Town Hall on the Amherst Common Saturday, February 22, 2014 from 12–12:30 PM. 



Front row left to right: Judy Brooks-NAACP member, with Human Rights Commissioners Sid Ferrierra, Damon Mallory, Kathleen Anderson-Commissioner and NAACP President, Gregory Bascomb.  Back row left to right: State Rep. Ellen Story, State Sen. Stan Rosenberg.



Sing the Black National Anthem, “Lift Every Voice and Sing”  with us on the Amherst Common to commemorate our appreciation and history with local community members and students. Bring your copy of this song and lift your voice! 

Lift Every Voice and Sing
Lift ev'ry voice and sing,
'Til earth and heaven ring,
Ring with the harmonies of Liberty;
Let our rejoicing rise
High as the list'ning 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 that the 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,
Have not our weary feet
Come to the place for which our fathers sighed?
We have come over a way that with tears has been watered,
We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered,
Out from 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.
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;
Shadowed beneath Thy hand,
May we forever stand,
True to our God,
True to our native land.