Sung to the hymn tune McKee (In Christ There is No East or West”
“In Christ There is No East or West”
He wrote the tune McKee
And spirituals came into vogue
As far as eyes can see.
Adapting songs learned in his youth
While on his grandpa’s knee:
The soulful strains of men in chains
Who long to be made free.
While born on Erie’s bitter shore,
Found fame in N-Y-C.
His singing altered Dvořák’s work
At the National Conservatory.
His hymns are still sung in our church
Filling our hearts and soul with glee.
The one I hope will win next year
Is named Harry T. Burleigh.
(Other hymns attributed to Burleigh include Go Down Moses, My Lord What a Morning, Wade in the Water, and Deep River, among others.)
