Not for myself I make this prayer, But for this race of mine That stretches forth from shadowed places Dark hands for bread and wine.


My soul's high song: the collected writings of Countee Cullen, voice of the Harlem Renaissance (ed. Doubleday Books, 1991)


Not for myself I make this prayer, But for this race of mine That stretches forth from shadowed places Dark hands for bread and wine.

Not for myself I make this prayer, But for this race of mine That stretches forth from shadowed places Dark hands for bread and wine.

Not for myself I make this prayer, But for this race of mine That stretches forth from shadowed places Dark hands for bread and wine.

Not for myself I make this prayer, But for this race of mine That stretches forth from shadowed places Dark hands for bread and wine.